"Last time, on Total Drama Revenge of the Film Lot..." Chris began the recap of the last episode, standing on the sidewalk the Lame-O-Sine normally picked up the losers. "Spa day! The teams got to indulge in a trip to my private hot springs and see how long they could stick it out with their uninvited guests. Or Bonnie, she really did a number on the guys! Once evening came, the 8 remaining players competed in a soothing ping pong tournament that pretty much all of them took way more seriously than they should have. Except for Toby, who made both Jim and Kylie look like complete tools with his easygoing playstyle. Melissa really brought the heat to a match that didn't matter at all, and Trixie used Kylie's meetings with Delanie against her to sow more distrust on the Critics! Kylie took the fall out of paranoia, although not before blowing up on her team for their rushed decision making. Will the Critics bounce back, or will their distrust of each other further purge their members? Can Melissa really trust her team either? And who will Delanie try to scoop up next? Find out these and more right here, on Total, Drama, Reeeeeeeevenge of the Film Lot!"
Intro Sequence:
The rock tune of I Wanna Be Famous started up, with high-grade film cameras popping out of different places. First out of the chimney of a trailer, then out the window of a soundstage, a toxic waste barrel after that, and finally a sewer manhole before a movie clapper came in and closed, letting the full shot begin.
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine, you guys are on my mind
The camera zoomed onto the film lot, passing by Chris in a dingy golf cart being pushed by Irene, Elroy, Oliver, and Ted, while Virgil was stuck to the cart itself. Going past several soundstages, the camera weaved between a few movie backdrops, before going up the large hill that led to the soap opera sets on top. The shot then dove down into a pool of water below where King was swimming inside. He saw Fang swim up behind him, so he turned around and punched him right in the face, sending the mutant shark flying up.
You asked me what I wanted to be, and I think the answer is plain to see
Flynn was above the water, now in a soundstage, commandeering a pirate ship floating on it while Delanie copied his behavior. Fang landed on their ship though, forcing both of them to dive off of it. Trixie had watched the two jump down, smirking at their misfortune.
I wanna beeeeeee famous!
The shot now panned out of this soundstage, passing up Kahlin running out of one of the dressing booths, with Sasquatchanakwa right behind him. Jack was looking over some outfits on a rack, although Lilac jumped out from behind some of the clothes, showing her teeth and scaring him.
I wanna live close to the sun
Beck was relaxing on a lounge chair on a beach set, his hands behind his head. He winked at the camera, while Flaky and Bonnie were ogling at him from behind a bush.
So pack your bags cuz I've already won
Panning to the right and into the makeup trailer confessional, Kylie was doing her makeup, applying lipstick at the moment. Trina walked inside, carrying a basket of different foundation. Kylie looked them over, then shooed Trina away.
Everything to prove, nothing in my way, I'll get there one day
Klaas and Vergil were in a boxing ring together, both of them glaring at each other. Vergil threw a punch, as did Klaas, with their fists colliding as they did so. Both of them fell back because of this, although Esteban was quick to run in and help them up.
Cuz I wanna beeeeeee famous!
Toby and Luis were in the kitchen with Chef, with Athena preparing some kind of soup. She seemed to be having trouble with it though, so Toby walked over to help her out. Maxine was watching this from a monitor in Chris's office, then pressed a button to try and blow up the kitchen.
Na na na nana, nananana, nananana
This blew up a different set though, where Thomas, Nanashi, and Jim were inside. A bear had taken the brunt of the explosion though, and it let out a roar at the three of them. Jim pointed at the other two and ran off with a guilty look, although Thomas ran away as well, leaving Nanashi to get chased by the bear.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!
Diamond and Melissa were sitting at the outdoor theater on the benches when Jim and Thomas ran by. They didn't pay much mind to it though, but Freddy popped up from behind them both with a puppet mask on, startling them both. Diamond laughed, while Melissa rolled her eyes.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!
A flash from the outdoor projector transitioned to the Aftermath studio, where Donna was sitting in between Geoff and Bridgette. Mittens the monkey hopped up from behind the couch, scowling at the aftermath hosts. This confused both, with the shot then zooming out to show the rest of the contestants sitting in the peanut gallery benches, whistling along with the last notes of the intro while the season logo was shown on a TV above.
After the intro, the episode began with a shot of the two trailers in the morning as the castmates were waking up. Although things quickly left the realm of calmness in the girls' trailer, with the shot zooming in to it and going inside.
"WHERE IS KYLIE!?" Delanie yelled, waking up all of the girls.
Melissa rubbed her head as she sat up in bed, looking around the trailer. "Huh. Guess they voted her off last night." Melissa figured, seeing that Kylie's bunk was now empty.
Trina sighed as she saw the empty bunk, then looked over at Delanie. "I'm sorry for your loss ma'am, but she was on another team! It was out of your control, this wasn't your fault!" Trina tried to console Delanie, getting out of bed while pulling her notepad out.
"That's sir to you! I, Counselor Carter, run a fair and balanced living situation here, double timing like what happened to Kylie is uncalled for! If it wasn't my fault, then whose fault was it!?" Delanie yelled at Trina, leaning over her and glaring down.
"That one's on us, duh. We caught on to your little cross team alliance. I was just a guess you were talking to Kylie and Flynn about alliances, but seeing you get so worked up? Yeah that confirms it." Trixie answered smugly, smirking at Delanie.
Delanie's anger now shifted to Trixie, both flustered and confused by her answer. "With Flynn? What are you talking about? Kylie was my friend, and you just booted her over nothing! She was supposed to go last night!" Delanie yelled, pointing at Athena.
"Who me?" Athena asked, pointing at herself.
"Yes you! You don't contribute anything to your team! You're worthless! An emotionless piece of British garbage!" Delanie further yelled, although this didn't seem to faze Athena.
"Oh. Oops. Breakfast time." Athena just replied, then casually strolled out of the trailer.
Trixie put one hand on her hip, her smirk just growing. "So now she's your friend? Please, you two were at each other's throats thanks to this whole counselor Carter thing. And all the other annoying ones. If you were talking, it had to be strategic." Trixie stated confidently.
Bonnie was just watching them from her bunk, laying on her stomach. "Fight fight fight..." she whispered to herself.
Nanashi got up from her bunk and tried to edge past them, not liking the fighting. "I'm going to go get breakfast too, Klaas and the other guys are probably waiting for us." Nanashi excused herself from the trailer.
Delanie scowled at Trixie, clenching her fists. "You don't know the first thing about friendships, you've been nothing but cynical the whole you've been here camper! Not the attitude I want to see under my control!" Delanie chastised Trixie, who also didn't seem to care.
"Oh that's rich coming from you. Under your control? Maybe when you put on the act of a tolerable person maybe. I'd trust Athena as a leader more than you. At least you know what you get with her." Trixie mocked Delanie, gesturing to the door.
Delanie looked like she was about to get physical, but Melissa stepped between the two of them. "Girls, girls! We don't need to fight over this! Delanie, cross team friendships are bound to fall apart, someone has to be eliminated, that's just how it goes. Trixie, antagonizing someone who just lost their friend is just escalating the situation. Let's just grab some breakfast okay?" Melissa criticized both, making sure distance remained between them.
"As if I'm getting breakfast with a two-timer like that!" Delanie right away disagreed.
"I said, let's just grab some breakfast okay?" Melissa reiterated, a bit more harsh this time.
Trina nodded, flipping to a new page. "Yes ma'am! I'll run ahead and get a spot in line for us!" Trina replied dutifully, then hurried out of the trailer, leaving Melissa with the fuming Delanie and devilish Trixie.
-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Melissa-
Melissa had a stern look on her face, crossing her arms. "After Kahlin joked about taking the leader spot, I realized we need to step up our game. I don't like being upstaged, and definitely not by people who shouldn't even lead. Keeping these girls in check will help further cement my leader position. Problem is, they've already got a lot of bad blood going. Except for Athena and Trina, but they're harmless. Getting the bold personalities to talk things out though? Wish me luck."
-End Confessional-
Over in the guys' trailer, Kahlin was trying to fix the sink inside the trailer since the water wasn't working. "Can you put a clock on when you'll get that thing working again? I could help if needed, I've fixed a few things back home." Esteban asked, kneeling down beside Kahlin, who had flipped the cabinet doors below it to reach the pipes.
Kahlin poked his head out, then moved out of the way. "Oh you do? Why didn't you say that earlier? My tinkering skills don't quite apply to plumbing it would seem." Kahlin chuckled, then handed his wrench over to Esteban.
Esteban took the wrench and nodded, then stuck his head into the cabinet to try and fix the pipes. "Yeah, very different fields. My parents were out at work a lot and it was way too pricey to hire handymen for every little thing, so I just taught myself how to fix things like this." Esteban told Kahlin as he twisted the wrench on one of the pipes.
Kahlin raised an eyebrow curiously, still sitting next to Esteban while he worked on the pipes. "Oh? That's pretty efficient. My buddy Vincent back home says he can fix up stuff like this better than I can, but I don't buy it. For starters, he does work on the faucet itself instead of the pipes! I'd tell him, but I think it's funnier to not. Glad you know what you're doing at least. I probably still would've broken something." Kahlin told a quick story, rubbing the back of his head as he laughed a little.
Esteban just nodded, his face not seeable at the moment since it was in the cabinet. "Yeah, this one here is a pretty simple fix thankfully. But you said you had tinkering skills? If it's not for this field, what is it in?" Esteban asked curiously.
"Toys." Kahlin answered right away with a smile.
"Toys?" Esteban repeated, a little surprised.
Kahlin stood up now, leaning against the sink to watch the faucet for water. "Yeah, toys. My pops owns a toy store, so my sister and I help him out there. I make some of the toys myself actually. Easier if I work on those while my pops handles the forklift, I'm not forklift certified unfortunately." Kahlin explained.
"Ah, but you know who is forklift certified?" Esteban began, chuckling slightly.
Kahlin's eyes widened, as did his smile. "No way, you can use a forklift!?" Kahlin questioned him enthusiastically.
Esteban shrugged his shoulders. "Sort of. My license probably doesn't work here. It's much easier to get one down in Mexico mi amigo! Muy diferente esta aqui!" Esteban answered, which dialed down Kahlin's enthusiasm a little.
"Oh, yeah I kinda figured. You have to be 18 to use one here. I've always wanted to drive one of those things. Why did you get that license then?" Kahlin now asked, turning the water faucet to see if it was working yet. Nothing.
Esteban reached to his side and grabbed some duct tape, wrapped it around the gap between two of the pipes, then began twisting the two pipes to close the openings. "It's a valuable skill to have for a job. I want to move my family out of Mexico someday, and in order to do so I'll need to either win this game or get a very good job. I took a quick course to get certified, so I get to have to that on my resume now." Esteban explained.
Kahlin rubbed his chin, thinking about Esteban's situation. "Wow, so you've got a lot of weight on your shoulders huh? Pretty honorable of you to do that for your family." Kahlin praised Esteban.
Esteban now was almost done, tightening up one last pair of pipes. "Thank you, but the praise is not needed. I'm just doing what I owe my family, it's the right thing to do. So I'll do anything for my family." Esteban replied, letting out a grunt as he said 'anything', having to exert himself a little more to finish tightening the pipes.
Esteban stood up after that, then turned the handle on the faucet. Cold water began streaming out, and the two high-fived. "Nice work man. Chris may have given us shoddy pipes, but glad we have you. Good luck with your family by the way, you probably deserve to win more than most of the people here." Kahlin thanked Esteban.
Esteban just shrugged though. "Like I said, the praise isn't needed. Just doing the right thing. Let's go get breakfast before it gets too busy." Esteban dismissed most of what Kahlin said, walking to the door.
Just as Esteban opened it though, Chris's voice blared through the loudspeakers. "Goooood morning castmates! We'll be skipping breakfast for now, meet me at the road by the Gilded Chris stage!" Chris announced, then cut out.
"No breakfast I guess. Starvation movies maybe? Jimmy with low blood sugar sounds like a recipe for disaster." Kahlin guessed, chuckling as he walked out of the trailer with Esteban.
-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Esteban-
Esteban had both arms rested on the vanity, letting out a sigh. "I'm glad I'm understanding the other players better, I really am. It's good to have strong bonds with everyone before you go into the merge. But without the strong bonds on my team? I might not even get to see the fruits of my effort. There's 5 of us left, and I have Beck to rely on to not vote for me. I just need one more person. But who? I tried to help King, but that didn't pan out. I've been on Delanie's good side so far, so maybe I can just coast to the merge with Beck as an ally. When I said I'd do anything for my family I meant it, within reason. I won't manipulate. But if I have to butter some people up to stay in the game, then so be it."
-End Confessional-
Now on the red carpet in front of the street, the three teams had now gathered up to see what was going on. "Did anyone see Chris on the way here? Must be something pretty serious if we're skipping breakfast." Klaas asked the others.
Jim shook his head. "Nope. Like he'd hang around here anyways. He has his resort to spend his mornings at. Heh, maybe he blew so much of the budget that he can't even afford to give us Chef's crappy food." Jim remarked.
Jack was the last the person to arrive at the sidewalk, holding a piece of wood wrapped in grass and canvas. "Yeah, glad I stocked up on breakfast in my set up!" Jack added, waving his 'food'.
Thomas raised an eyebrow, looking over Jack's meal, which already had a couple of bites taken out of it. "That's breakfast for you? You didn't get mutated into a raccoon did you?" Thomas asked out of confusion.
Jack shook his head, then took another bite, which made a loud crunch. "Nope! Just an earthly meal you can make anywhere during the apocalypse! Trees, everywhere. Grass, everywhere. Wrap it up with something else, this time I had some spare tent canvas lying around so there's my sandwich." Jack explained, which made a few gag.
"That's just disgusting, how does that help your survival? There can't be any nutrients in that." Melissa pointed out.
Delanie nodded in agreement with Melissa. "Yeah, I'd rather eat nothing than that. It'd be better if we could actually get a fair well-rounded breakfast from Chef. It may taste awful, but there is definitely protein in there." Delanie added, getting a smile of approval from Melissa.
Jack just shrugged, then took another bite. "Saw it in this one movie with Bruce Willis. He didn't use canvas, but you have to change up the recipe sometimes. Guess I'll be the only one with a full stomach." Jack told the others as he went to stand with his team.
Right after that, Irene, Elroy, and Ted pulled up in RVs that had the team logos plastered on them. Chris and Chef opened the door of the Award Winner van and stepped out, both of them wearing sunglasses and fanny packs. "Rooooooad trip! That's today's movie genre! The classic road trip movie, where some kids embark on a journey of self-discovery, broaden their horizons, or a family finally gets to know each other and fix up their tough spots. Or, they go to Black Castle and get high. Oh the things you can do on a road trip." Chris explained the genre.
Jack laughed at the last one, then took another bite of his 'sandwich'. "Love that one! That's like my go to Thanksgiving movie!" Jack commented enthusiastically.
Flynn and Beck gave Jack questioning looks, while Toby raised his hand. "Will we be having breakfast on this road trip? Some of my friends are already pretty hungry." Toby asked, gesturing to everyone.
Chris nodded his head, then Chef pulled out three rolled up maps. "That'll be part of it! Chef, hand out the maps!" Chris replied, then looked to Chef.
Chef passed out the three rolled up maps to the captains, which were all identical with what was on them. "A map of the city? We're leaving the studio?" Beck asked, looking at the map Delanie was holding.
Chris nodded his head, while Chef now handed out car keys to the captains. "That's right! For today's challenge, you'll be taking road trips through the city and hitting up landmarks on your maps! Snap a photo at each of them, then race back to the studio! This challenge is about togetherness, and it's crucial that you try and just enjoy your road trips! Only your captains can drive, and they will be taking the photos as well. The rest of you will just have to make the most of the trip!" Chris explained the challenge, with Chef now tossing instant cameras to the captains.
Melissa handed the map over to Kahlin, then looked over her camera after catching it. "These only hold 10 photos. Cheaping out huh?" Melissa commented.
Chris nodded his head. "In a way, but they're more than enough to get photos at all your landmarks! So hop in your minivans and hit the road, your challenge starts now!" Chris began the challenge after answering the question, prompting everyone to hurry into their designated RVs.
-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Beck-
Beck had both legs on the vanity, sitting with his hands behind his head while leaning back in the chair. "Road trips, now that's something more my speed. Used to travel with my pops a lot before I went to film school in his RV. Sure Delanie is at the wheel, but unless she makes her persona a stunt racer or something, we should be fine."
-End Confessional-
"Take your seats everyone, Rocket Racer is at the helm!" Delanie declared as she sat down in the driver's seat.
Beck sat down next to her in the passenger seat, giving the camera a deadpan look. The RV was pretty simple, with two seats in the front, a half-circle couch with a table, a pullout bed from another couch, a bedroom in the back, a small kitchen setup, and a bathroom. "I think this RV is meant for living in, not racing ma'am." Trina commented, sitting down at the half-circle couch.
Toby sat down next to Trina, looking over at Delanie. "Mhmm, I understand you like your characters, but perhaps you could choose a more fitting one? Road trip movies have plenty of types to choose from." Toby advised.
Esteban walked up to the front, nodding in agreement with Toby. "Why don't you try a soccer mom role? Road trip movies always have those." Esteban suggested hopefully.
Delanie glared at Esteban, pointing a finger at him. "Do you dare question my driving abilities!? I am the most well known racer in the world! I can drive laps around you faster than you can say elimination!" Delanie scolded Esteban.
Beck grabbed the hand Delanie was pointing with though, smiling at her. "Hey. He wasn't questioning that. Chris just told us we should try and get along, now what kind of captain would you be if you didn't try and enforce that... Winona?" Beck tried to calm Delanie down.
Delanie's anger died down when Beck grabbed her hand, and she got a small smirk when he came up with another name. "Oh you're right, I don't know what came over me! Guess I just haven't had my coffee yet! Sit down and get your seatbelt on!" Delanie now ordered Esteban, pointing to the pull out couch.
Esteban gave Beck a quick fist bump, then hurried over to the pull out couch. "We're good to go Winona! What's our first stop?" Esteban asked Delanie, now seated on the couch with his seatbelt on.
Delanie turned the key in the ignition and got the RV started, then looked over at the map since Beck was holding it. "Where's our first stop sweetie?" Delanie asked him. Beck's eyes scanned over the map, before he pointed to one spot.
"Our first stop is up to us actually. There's a few breakfast places on the map we can choose from. And there's... money in the glove compartment?" Kahlin began to explain, then pulled open the glove compartment since he was sitting in the passenger seat while Melissa was in the driver's seat.
Klaas chuckled when he saw the money. "Looks like there's just enough to get fast food for the six of us." Klaas stated, even though he was sitting behind the two at the half-circle table with Nanashi.
"You can see how much money is there from that far?" Melissa asked, a little surprised.
"Seeing the smallest changes in money amounts, the rank of a card, and so on, I've trained my eyesight for these kinds of things. Comes in handy in a casino." Klaas answered, impressing her and Nanashi.
Kahlin looked over the fast food options, then to Melissa. "I say we go with McDunkins. It's the cheapest, so we'll have spare money just in case." Kahlin suggested.
"Good thinking. Sit tight everyone, we'll be having breakfast shortly!" Melissa told the rest of the team, then turned the keys and started the RV before quickly taking off down the street.
Bonnie had just put her seatbelt on while sitting on the pullout couch when Melissa began to drive, just sitting in silence. Jim walked up and sat down next to her though, which made a smirk appear on her face. "Oh? Sitting next to me huh? What made you wanna do that?" Bonnie asked him curiously.
"I'll be blunt." Jim began, having a serious look while he put his seatbelt on. "I need an alliance. And you don't have anyone on this team to depend on. You already see how good of an offer this is for you right?" Jim offered.
"Wait really? I thought you had something going with Toby after yesterday." Bonnie remarked, slightly shocked.
Jim groaned, facepalming. "No, we don't. Don't know what would make you think that. Anyway, if we vote together, we just need one more-"
"Because he beat you in ping pong and you barely tried on the last point. I notice these things. Or were you just doing that to be nice? Can't blame you, he's a cinnamon roll." Bonnie answered his question, cutting him off.
Jim scowled at the accusation, clenching a fist. "Can you drop it? I just didn't expect him to play that softly, he was too much of a pushover and I overdid it. As I was saying, if we vote together and get one more person, we'll at least force a tie. So, you in?" Jim finished explaining his offer.
Bonnie thought for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah sure. Why not. On one condition though." Bonnie replied.
Jim raised an eyebrow, internally prepared for her usual lust. "And what would that be?" Jim asked her with a straight face.
"Just hold me until we get breakfast yeah?" Bonnie requested, not much horny enthusiasm present in her voice this time.
"That's it? Yeah I can do that. Come here." Jim agreed to the request, wrapping his arms around Bonnie and hugging her while Melissa drove the RV. Bonnie let out a pleased sigh, while Jim just rolled his eyes.
-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Jim-
Jim groaned, clenching both fists. "Ugh, that weirdo creases me. But I need her vote. This safety streak of ours has to end soon, so I need to think of what I'll do next time I lose. Recruiting Bonnie was at the top of my list, driving a wedge between Klaas and Nanashi is next, but that might backfire. Melissa and Kahlin are close too, but not as close as the former two. Might be able to sway Melissa and force a tie, she respects my challenge ability, that's for sure. Although losing to Toby might have put a dent in that. I'm not nice by the way. I know I spilled a sob story to Toby, but I also know he'd just run my ear off if I admitted I have a problem. I slip into this role and play up my anger for a reason, it's just natural. I wish I had the patience to play a saintly goody-goody. Can't let anyone think I'm soft, including Bonnie. Hugging her? Purely for the alliance."
-End Confessional-
Over in the Critics' RV, Jack sat down at the wheel, while Athena sat down in the passenger seat. "Hi Jack." Athena greeted him monotone as she took her seat.
Jack started up the RV, giving her a weird look. "Hey? Was there something you needed?" Jack asked her in confusion.
Athena shrugged her shoulders. "I don't think so. How are you doing?" Athena asked him, tone unchanging.
Jack scratched the back of his head, pulling out onto the street and following the other two RVs. "Fine. Miss Freddy, our team hasn't been doing so hot lately, but could be worse. You're not normally this chatty, I thought something would be up with you." Jack replied with an eyebrow raised.
"I asked two things."
"My point still stands."
Athena wasn't sure what else to say, just sitting straight up politely. "Toby said I should talk to people more... this is how you do it right. I like chamomile tea." Athena told him.
Jack nodded, gaining a smile. "Ah, that's what's going on here. What should we pick up for breakfast then? Might as well see what else is on your mind while we have this chance." Jack asked her.
Athena looked forward, then back at Jack. "I don't know what is around here." she bluntly responded.
Jack facepalmed, then glanced back to see who had the map. Trixie was holding it at the moment, sitting next to Flynn at the half-circle table while Thomas sat alone on the couch. "Trixie, what's around here?" Jack asked Trixie, who was already looking over the map.
Trixie walked over to Jack while the RV was at a stoplight, then showed him the map. "I say we go to Burger Monarch. If we go there, we'll be right on track to the first landmark, the Casa Loma." Trixie advised.
Jack took the map and looked where that was, then gave Trixie a thumbs up as he flipped on the turn signal and switched lanes. "Yeah that'll be faster. We probably can't spend too long getting breakfast, or else we'll just fall behind and come in last. We're getting Burger Monarch everyone!" Jack announced to the others. Silence.
Trixie walked back over and sat down next to Flynn, who was giving her an odd look. "Huh? What's with the sideeye? Don't like Burger Monarch?" Trixie asked in confusion.
"Who'd ya vote for last night lassie?" Flynn inquired, resting one arm on the table.
"Athena, why?" Trixie answered right away, crossing her arms.
"That was a test lassie, and ye failed just now. You voted Kylie, woulda been a tie if you voted Athena." Flynn stated coldly, although his frown couldn't be seen underneath his beard.
Trixie clenched her fists, rolling her eyes. "Oh you're starting with this. How do you know it was gonna be 3-3? If it was even that? The others could have voted for her just as easily for throwing the challenge." Trixie defended herself.
Flynn pointed to his eye with one hand, having the other on his hip. "I ain't the sharpest talker, but I gots a sharp eye, and I'm startin' to notice some things. Ye can make up yer lies all ye want, but I know what I know. And after you lied like that, I've got both eyes on ye." Flynn warned her.
Trixie scoffed. "Both? You've only got one." Trixie replied, completely dismissing his warning.
Flynn raised his eyepatch, showing that his other eye too was glaring at her. "Both." Flynn corrected her, then lowered the eyepatch and sat normally, looking away from Trixie.
-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Flynn-
Flynn had one arm on the vanity, resting his head on his fist. "After last night, I been doin' some thinkin' about ol' Trixie. She was very quick to throw Kylie overboard there. Gonna take a quick guess that she was one of the scallywags that went and voted Lilac off. But you know what really ticked me off? Freddy. He wasn't the fondest of Trixie, he kept saying we couldn't trust her. The moment he starts bein' friendly with her? He's outta there. Something musta snapped in him when he got in her good graces. Not sure what's really goin' on with Trixie, but I ain't liking it."
-End Confessional-
At the McDunkin's parking lot, the Munchers' RV rushed in, with Melissa parking it close to the exit of the parking lot. The six Munchers stepped out of the RV, looking up at the establishment. "Oh this one has a playplace! You think we'll have time to check it out?" Nanashi asked excitedly.
Melissa rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "No. We need to eat, then get back on the road! This is a road trip, not a playplace trip." Melissa responded fiercely, fast walking to the restaurant.
Kahlin raised their instant camera though, chuckling a little. "Well we do have to snap a picture here. Why not get a fun picture in front of the playplace?" Kahlin suggested, which just made Nanashi's excitement grow.
Melissa thought for a second, then nodded. "Good idea. We'll order our food, then get the picture while we wait for it." Melissa took the suggestion as they walked inside.
There were other customers in the restaurant, although none of them really paid attention to the six teens. "Pancakes all the way around right? We can't spend too long moseying over our options." Melissa asked the others, holding the money from the glove compartment.
"They don't have goat here do they? Not a lot of places like this where I'm from." Bonnie asked, eying the menu.
"Ma'am this is a McDunkins." Klaas told Bonnie, raising an eyebrow.
Bonnie just shrugged her shoulders, then walked away to head to the playplace. "Pancakes it is then." Bonnie replied boredly.
Nanashi nodded in agreement with Bonnie. "Yeah, pancakes for me too! Time to head to the playplace!" Nanashi exclaimed, then hurried after the perv.
Jim also gave Melissa a thumbs up. "Works for me. Anything that isn't Chef's food is fine at this point, almost forgot what real food tastes like. I'll go make sure those two don't do anything." Jim told Melissa, then walked after the girls.
Melissa let out a groan as she watched the three of them head into the playplace, then looked to Kahlin and Klaas. "Is it that hard to just be behaved in public? At least Bonnie hasn't gotten super weird yet like yesterday. But Nanashi acts so childish sometimes. We're in a challenge." Melissa complained.
Klaas shrugged, watching the three in the playplace. Nanashi and Bonnie both tried to scale the outside of the playground, while Jim seemed to be yelling at them. It was inaudible to them though thanks to the thick glass between the playplace and the rest of the restaurant. "Chris did say for the rest of us to just enjoy the trip. And I say they're having a good time." Klaas gave his take.
"I guess that's what the challenge said to do. Just wish they could enjoy themselves without being so rambunctious." Melissa added, glancing back at the three in the playplace before going up to the counter to order.
-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Melissa-
Melissa was in the McDunkins restroom, looking at the camera that had been set up in there. "I'm not a fan of this challenge. It's so... leisurely. The last challenge had the ping pong element to it, but this? Have a good time? Is Chris just being lazy now? We need to do this quick, but the others don't seem to care about that! Excuse me for wanting to win, but this is a race!"
-End Confessional-
Inside of the Burger Monarch, the Critics were already eating their breakfast except for Jack. Trixie and Athena were eating french toast sticks while Flynn and Thomas were having breakfast sandwiches. "How's the food guys?" Jack asked them, leaning back in his seat at the booth they were in.
"I see no food people." Athena responded, looking around.
"Not food guys. He was just asking if we're liking the food. Which I am. Udovletvoritel'nyy as the Russians would say." Thomas told Athena, then wiped his mouth with a napkin.
Athena blinked, then stared at her french toast stick. "Oh. You meant that. It's good. What about you?" Athena asked Flynn, while Trixie took a long sip of her drink.
Flynn swallowed the bite of his sandwich, then gave Athena a thumbs up. "Oy lassie, it be a scrumptious way to start off the day! Much better than Chef's mutant messes!" Flynn answered enthusiastically, smiling at Athena beneath his beard.
Trixie finished off one of her french toast sticks after swirling it in syrup, then made a gesture to her wrist like it was a watch. "These are good and all, but we should probably get back on the road. Not sure what restaurants the other teams went to, but we might already be falling behind." Trixie reminded them, then dipped another toast stick in syrup.
Just as she said that though, the Award Winners also walked into the Burger Monarch, which made a smirk appear on Trixie's face. "Forget what I said. I think we're juuuust fine." she remarked smugly.
Delanie glared at Trixie, then at Trina. "How did they get ahead of us!? You were supposed to give us the best directions to here! Bad girl!" Delanie scolded Trina.
Trina looked at the map, scratching her head. "I'm sorry ma'am. I just looked at the surface street options, none of us are familiar with the area, and-"
"Quit making excuses! Just order what's premade and make it snappy!" Delanie yelled, then slapped Trina across the face with their money before handing her the bills.
"Yes ma'am! Sorry ma'am!" Trina apologized profusely, then scrambled over to the counter to order.
Toby and Esteban shared a worried look, before the former stepped up to Delanie. "Winona... we're a family here, family doesn't yell at each other like that. Please try and be kinder okay? Trina has feelings too, and acting like that will just hurt them." Toby advised calmly.
"Nyeah! No one likes a bully!" Luis added, slamming one paw into the other.
Delanie let out a sigh, then reluctantly nodded her head. "I must have lost my composure there. I just don't want us to lose. We'll win this as a family." Delanie admitted, which got Toby to smile in relief.
"I'm glad you understand. Let's go get a table while Trina orders then." Toby told Delanie, patting her on the back.
Esteban pointed to one of the booths in the back, relieved Delanie calmed down quickly. "Let's sit over there. We'll have a view of the street, so we'll see if the Munchers pass by." Esteban suggested.
No one objected, so the four of them walked to the window booth. Toby looked over at the Critics as they passed by, giving them a friendly wave. Athena waved back with a small smile, which ticked Trixie off. "You're friends with them?" Trixie asked skeptically.
Flynn rolled his eyes, giving Trixie an annoyed look. "Oy, you gonna call her a traitor for being friends like ya did with Kylie?" Flynn called Trixie out.
"Excuse me? I was just asking if she was friends with them. She isn't very social if you couldn't tell." Trixie defended herself.
"Ouch." Athena interjected, slumping in her seat a little.
Flynn now looked over at Athena, shaking his head. "Don't let ol' Trixie give you a hard time. She doesn't have many friends like ya if ya couldn't tell." Flynn assured Athena, just getting Trixie more frustrated.
Jack saw the tension brewing, so he pulled out the camera and turned it towards the rest of the Critics, also getting himself in frame. "Okay everyone, smile!" Jack exclaimed.
Trixie put on a forced smirk, Flynn switched right back to a happy look, Athena had a blank stare, and Thomas put on a small smile as Jack took the photo. Jack looked at how the photo came out once it printed, then gave the rest of the Critics a thumbs up as he hopped out of his seat. "The photo came out good! Let's hit the road gang!" Jack told them, then jogged to the exit.
Trixie and Flynn gave each other bitter looks as they left the booth, throwing away their trash without their eyes leaving each other. Thomas just followed closely behind, and Athena walked up to the counter with her drink. "May I get a refill? It's Dr. Thunder." she asked the cashier.
-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Jack-
Jack was sitting in the Burger Monarch restroom, which had all kinds of stains on the wall and was dimly lit. "I've seen this scenario soooo many times in horror movies. The teens start arguing, they split up, and the monster picks them off one by one! Not on my watch! I'm not really a people person, but I can distract them from bickering. I am the captain, so I have to keep these guys from becoming prime fodder!"
-End Confessional-
In McDunkins, the Munchers had seated themselves in the playplace much to Melissa's chagrin. Nanashi was still in the playplace, and Klaas had now joined her since he ate quickly. "They sure are having a good time in there, hope it doesn't count us too much time." Jim commented, seeing how bothered Melissa was.
"I'd love to have a good time in a playplace." Bonnie remarked.
"Not now Bonnie." Melissa told her coldly, then took ate a piece of her pancake.
Kahlin had entirely covered his pancake in syrup, then covered the pancake with more syrup after it was soaked up the first time. "Y'know, I think I would join them if we weren't pressed for time." Kahlin commented, then ate two pieces of pancake at once.
"Hellooooooo!" Nanashi called to them from the tube above them, waving through the window next to Klaas.
The four eating looked up at them, with Kahlin and Bonnie chuckling while Jim and Melissa weren't amused. "Hey! You can find your way out of there right?" Kahlin joked, calling back to her.
Klaas nodded his head, patting Nanashi on the head. "I'll make sure she finds her way out. If she's unlucky and forgot the way down that is." Klaas assured Kahlin joking.
Nanashi giggled, then pointed at the table. "Ooh! This would make a good photo for this spot! You four right there and then us in the playplace!" Nanashi suggested.
Melissa raised an eyebrow, picking up the camera. "A good idea from you? Nice. Lucky us. Okay, smile everyone!" Melissa ordered, moving so she could aim the camera and have everyone in frame, with Nanashi and Klaas in the back of the shot.
The camera clicked and the photo printed, showing that all of them did indeed smile. Jim's smile looked a bit forced, but everyone else seemed pretty happy. Especially Nanashi and Kahlin, with the latter holding up two thumbs to the camera and a gleeful smile. "Came out pretty wholesome I'd say!" Kahlin commented cheerfully, looking the photo over.
Melissa nodded, then put it in her pocket. "Yeah, now let's get going. We've got our picture." Melissa responded, less cheerfully, waving for Klaas and Nanashi to come down.
"Yeah, no need to waste any more time. Hurry it up!" Jim shouted to the playplace pair, throwing his trash away as he did so.
-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Melissa-
Melissa rubbed her temple while sitting in the McDunkin's restroom, her other hand on her hip. "I'm not a party pooper or anything, I just want to make sure everyone has their head in the game. I'm glad Jim at least sees it that way too. After Vergil left, he's been steering himself back on course and I gotta say, he's a better teammate than people give him credit for. Much more than Nanashi or Bonnie..."
-End Confessional-
The Award Winners were now eating their breakfast, being a platter of french toast sticks for the five of them since Trina had gotten the big combo. "Hey, aren't we supposed to take a picture here?" Beck asked, remembering as he ate.
Delanie nodded, pulling the camera out when he brought it up. She turned and quickly snapped a picture of the team eating, then gave him a thumbs up. "There we go. A nice family breakfast!" Delanie told him as the picture printed, then put both the camera and picture in her pocket.
Esteban raised an eyebrow, somewhat concerned. "Are you sure that's fine? Jack had the Critics take like, an actual photo with everyone looking and smiling." Esteban questioned Delanie.
"I'm sorry, are you captain? No? Okay, then leave the photography to me!" Delanie replied harshly.
There was an awkward silence after that, with everyone just quickly eating the french toast sticks. Trina was sitting next to Esteban in the booth, and she just patted his arm. "Don't worry sir, if you were captain I'm sure you'd do great. Maybe even better than Winona! You're both wonderful parent figures." Trina complimented him, then pivoted as she felt Delanie's stare burning into her.
Beck chuckled at this, looking to Esteban. "Both good parent figures, you hear that? She's all yours if you wanna take her off my hands." Beck joked.
Delanie glared at both of them, giving even Beck an upset look. "Now what did you mean by that sweetie?" Delanie asked Beck worriedly.
Beck crossed his arms, shrugging. "I was just making a joke. You're playing a mom character and lead the team, Esteban is a pretty good father figure and leader, so your character would probably go well with him." Beck explained in defense.
"So you're saying you'd rather have me with Esteban than with you!?" Delanie accused him, raising her voice.
"No, what? How did you get that? I just said it was a joke. Is this part of Winona's character to be crazy?" Beck reasoned, getting confused.
"Oh so now you think I'm crazy! I'm not crazy! You want me to be with Esteban so you can get Melissa huh? I see how you hang out with her!" Delanie yelled at Beck. further accusing him.
Beck pinched the bridge of his nose, groaning. "No, it was just a joke. Melissa is just a friend, I hang out with her, Kahlin, and Esteban since they don't act like this." Beck tried to shoot down the accusation.
"Act like this!? Act like what!? So you don't wanna be around me? I'm your girlfriend! What's next? You're gonna slam my face into a car door? Because that'd hurt less than this!" Delanie further yelled, getting more and more flustered.
"Well we have the RV door." Beck responded nonchalantly.
"Oh." was all Delanie responded with, her voice filled with venom.
Esteban noticed all the looks from other customers coming their way, so he leaned over the table to the couple. "Hey, both of you drop it. We're in public, be more mature okay?" Esteban told them both firmly.
Toby and Trina shared an awkward look, with the latter sinking into her seat to avoid the looks. "Quit kitten around with each other like this, you're both hurting each others' feelings!" Luis chimed in.
Delanie focused on Esteban though, clenching both fists. "And you. You're probably trying to set Beck up with Melissa behind my back huh? Don't go telling me what to do! I'm the captain! Winona Hefferson, the team mom, you got that? A single mom who can stand on her own legs! I don't need a passive parental figure like you here telling me to calm down. Never tell a lady to calm down! Breakfast is over, we're going to the RV!" Delanie ranted to Esteban, then got up from the booth and stormed off.
Through the window, the Award Winners could see the Munchers' RV pass by, which just got Delanie more angry. "And HURRY!" Delanie added as she hurried out of the Burger Monarch.
Beck rolled his eyes and jogged after Delanie, with Trina scurrying after them as well. Toby was about to hurry after them as well, but when he passed by the entrance to the playplace, he saw something in the trash can. "Hmm? Someone left their doll in the trash..." Toby said to himself as he noticed it.
Toby walked over to the trash bin and grabbed the doll, being a purple raccoon plush that had certainly seen better days. A button eye was missing, stuffing was leaking out, and one of the arms was almost ripped off. "Looks like they weren't wanted anymore. Poor friend." Luis commented as Toby examined the plush.
"Toby! Hurry!" Esteban called to Toby, who had jogged to the exit and was holding the door open. Toby didn't get time to think of what to do with the plush, so he just took it with him and hurried out of the Burger Monarch with Esteban.
-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Esteban-
Esteban was now in the RV's restroom, which was much more cramped. "I can't believe Delanie and Beck got into a spat over a joke like that. My little brothers get into those kind of fights, but Beck and Delanie are old enough to know better. Looks like I'll have to lead the team if we want any chance of winning, because Delanie's leadership has just been plummeting."
After he said this, Delanie's yell was heard through the thin wall. "You know I can hear you in there! You aren't going to lead the team! I AM! Winona!" Delanie declared angrily.
"And I stand by what I said! We need to work better as a team!" Esteban stood his ground, also angrily.
Esteban then groaned, lowering his voice as he looked at the camera. "We really need to improve fast..." he muttered.
-End Confessional-
The first team to arrive at the Casa Loma mansion was the Critics, with Jack quickly pulling up to the curb. "Woah, it's spooky, yet so cool at the same time." Jack remarked as he saw the place.
The gothic mansion looked more like a castle than a mansion, straight out of a fantasy movie. "This lookin' like an amusement park attraction, not a house. Wonder what kind of landlubbers holed themselves up here." Flynn pondered.
"My mother would like this place." Athena commented, frowning as she looked over the castle.
Thomas looked over the area, then focused on one suited gentleman walking into the castle. "Hmm... interesting..." he mumbled to himself.
Jack stepped out of the RV last and locked the door, putting the keys in his pocket. "Alright, let's just find a good spot to take a picture. I think we're in the lead right now!" Jack told them, running up the stairs to the front entrance.
Trixie pointed up at the spire right at the front, then looked to the others. "Let's just head right up the stairs and get a group pic from that view. Unless Flynn has a problem with a fast solution like that." Trixie suggested.
"Why would I have a problem with that lassie? It be a good view from any spire!" Flynn agreed with her, although his angry look at the hostility was concealed by his beard.
Jack opened the door for the team, holding it open as they all ran in. "Cool it Trixie. Let's just get up the spire so we can move on!" Jack told Trixie as he now rushed over to the spiral staircase with the Critics.
-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Trixie-
Trixie tapped her fingers on the vanity, very miffed. "Where did all of this come from with Flynn? Ugh, I should have gotten rid of him instead of Kylie if I knew he was going to start sleuthing things out. Unlucky for him though..." Trixie now got a smirk on her face. "I've already got a majority on my side. Thomas is bound to me, and Jack is already my puppet. Athena could go either way, but it wouldn't matter since that's 3 out of 5 on my side. Tempted to throw just to see his reaction when I send him home!"
-End Confessional-
The Munchers arrived at the Casa Loma next, with Melissa hurrying everyone out. "The Critics' RV is already here, so we have to make this fast!" Melissa shouted as she had parked right behind it.
Nanashi looked at the castle adoringly, amazed by how grand it was. "Who knew they kept architecture like this around? It's pretty cool isn't it Klaas?" Nanashi asked him.
Klaas nodded in agreement, having both hands on his hips as he stepped off the RV. "Sure is. None of the casinos I've been to have been as grand as this." Klaas agreed with her.
Jim snapped his fingers in front of their faces though, looking bothered. "Hey! Melissa said we have to make this fast! No time for sightseeing!" Jim reminded them, jogging ahead.
"Thanks Jim. Let's get moving! We'll just snap a picture in the courtyard together, then head back to the RV!" Melissa ordered, running and holding the door open for everyone.
"She's getting pretty bossy..." Bonnie whispered to Kahlin as they headed inside.
"Don't have to tell me twice..." Kahlin whispered back.
Once they were inside, the Award Winners pulled up in their RV, although Delanie didn't even park it. She instead just stopped in the street and opened the door. "We're grabbing our picture, now! Just stand right outside so I can take it!" Delanie demanded.
"Aren't we supposed to be enjoying the places we stop at?" Toby reminded Delanie.
"Nyeah! What's the fun in a road trip if it's all road?" Luis quipped.
Delanie glared at Toby, pointing a finger outside. "Outside, now! And quit using that puppet! You're almost an adult, no son of mine needs that!" Delanie ordered.
Toby did as told, walking outside of the RV with the rest of the Award Winners. The other four stood on the sidewalk, and Delanie stood in the street with the camera pointed at herself with the rest of the team in the background. "Say cheese! Aaaand done!" Delanie instantly took the picture, then hurried back inside the RV as they printed.
"I feel like this defeats the point of the challenge. We aren't really visiting this place." Esteban stated disappointingly.
Delanie wagged a finger as she sat back down in the driver's seat while the others returned to their seats. "That's not what Chris said to do. The other teams are just suckers. I'm the smart mom here who figured out how to win! Unlike you, if you were captain you'd lead us right to last place! All he said was that we needed a photo at the stop, never said anything about exploring! So we're in the- GAH!"
Delanie was cut off by the RV getting rear ended, due to her having been just sitting in the street with it and not moving. She frantically floored it after that, which made her bump into a parked car before fully taking off down the street. "What's our next stop!?" Delanie asked Beck in a panic.
Beck had fallen out of his seat from the two crashes, but got back up and looked over the map once he had his seatbelt on. "Toronto's largest rubber band. It's a couple miles from here, then we can head back to the film lot." Beck answered, pointing to the dot on the map they were given.
Trina was just about to sit down when Delanie floored it once more, which made her fall over once more. Toby caught her before she hit the floor though, pulling her back onto the half circle couch. "Woah, close one there! Are you alright?" Toby asked Trina out of concern.
Trina straightened out her skirt after sitting back down, then gave Toby a thumbs up. "Yeah, I'm fine sir. Times like this make we wish Esteban was our captain instead, this would be a much more fun trip." Trina commented, which prompted Delanie to slam her fist on the horn angrily at the mere mention of that.
Not wanting to anger Delanie further, Toby leaned in and lowered his voice. "I wanted to talk to you about that actually. Delanie doesn't treat you with proper respect, or anyone for that matter. We all agree that Esteban would lead better, so let's vote Delanie out if we lose. We only need three votes to do it." Toby proposed quietly.
Trina wrote the idea down in her notepad, nodding her head. "I'll consider it, but sir, what made you want to do this all of a sudden?" Trina asked him curiously.
Toby chucked a little, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand. "Well, King told me that he was rooting for me when I saw him out. I know you weren't fond of him, but it meant a lot hearing something nice from him. I can't let him down now, and letting Delanie walk all over us is wrong. Especially when she's supposed to be playing a mom. My mother would never act like this, although she's the kindest woman on earth, so it's not quite fair." Toby explained, which got a small giggle from Trina.
"You love your mom a lot don't you sir?" Trina pointed out.
Toby nodded his head enthusiastically, putting his hand on his chest. "Of course. She taught me everything I know and to always show kindness no matter what. Wouldn't be who I am without her." Toby replied.
"And me too! She's the sweetest on the planet!" Luis chimed in excitedly.
Esteban sat down on the couch with them as they talked, having the chance to do so once Delanie was at a red light. "Hey, what are you guys talking about? Heard Luis, figured it'd be at least something good." Esteban asked them.
Toby turned to Esteban, gesturing to Delanie and whispering again. "We were thinking of voting out Delanie if we lose again. The way she's treating Trin- I mean us isn't right. King didn't listen, and we've given Delanie plenty of chances, but all of her characters have been abusive. Do you think you can talk to Beck about this? I know you two are close." Toby told Esteban their plan.
Esteban nodded right away. "Great idea. She's been rude to all of us. Beck isn't happy with her either, so I'll get him on our side easily." Esteban agreed to the plan.
Toby smiled, looking back at Trina, then at Esteban once more. "Thank you for going along with this. I just want us all to be happy, and if Delanie leaves, our team will be in a much better state. No offense to her of course." Toby thanked both of them.
-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Esteban-
Esteban looked much calmer now, and spoke quietly just so Delanie wouldn't hear through the RV bathroom. "I don't know what motivated Toby to do this now, but I'm glad we're taking action now. What happens after Delanie is gone is worrying though. It might just become me and Beck versus Toby and Trina, those two are pretty friendly with each other I've noticed. But with Delanie gone, we might just be able to win until the merge hits."
-End Confessional-
Back at the Film Lot, Chris and Chef were in an undisclosed studio together, filled with high tech equipment, but not just props. "You still trying this? Chris man, just give it up, this wasn't right to begin with!" Chef scolded Chris as they stepped inside and Chris turned on the lights.
Heloise was waiting for them inside, currently wearing a pair of goggles. "Put these on, both of you. Can't have my clients falling under the effects." Heloise ordered, tossing Chris and Chef goggles.
Chef hesitated, while Chris put his goggles on right away. "So what are these for? Chris asked Heloise.
"Just protection. I haven't quite contained the visual radioactive stimulation from the Drama Machine. Ready to run another test?" Heloise responded, gesturing for Chris and Chef to follow her.
The two followed the puny scientist to the Drama Machine, were one teen laid unconscious on a table next to it while another was seemingly in the machine. "What characteristics are we trying this time?" Heloise asked Chris, turning on a tablet next to the Drama Machine.
On the tablet were icons of contestants' faces, with this first page having Owen, Duncan, Heather, and Caleb. "Hmm, well we already tried Owen, but neither of these kids are big enough to really fit into that role. We need to make someone who can win though." Chris stated, thinking of what to do this time.
"Just make them like Howard then. Kid's a good player." Chef suggested, sitting down on one of the workbenches.
Chris shook his head, pulling out his phone and scrolling through emails. "Nope. One, he's a boring player, he didn't start up a ton of drama outside of Mitzy. We need someone good for ratings and rakes in the drama!" Chris turned the idea down.
"Then just make her like Heather then, she won a season and the producers loved her for some reason." Chef moved on to another suggestion.
"After two tries. The audience hated her before that, may I remind you." Heloise chimed in.
"Exactly that. We need her to be someone like... Duncan! He won, drove the show, did well every time, he's the perfect contestant!" Chris exclaimed, so Heloise tapped on Duncan's icon.
Chef scratched his head, a bit confused by this. "You gonna give a gal a guy's personality and backstory? That ain't gonna work out." Chef stated bluntly.
Chris rolled his eyes, as did Heloise. "Fine, what girl do we have that's closest to Duncan? Just add her traits into the mix." Chris ordered in annoyance.
"I'll mix Jo in then. She placed well, so she won't affect Subject A's likelihood of winning." Heloise informed Chris, then pressed another button and made the Drama Machine start whirring.
The swirl eyes on the machine glowed and spun, with some jolts of electricity coming out as well. Some pounding was heard from inside, but that quickly stopped as the machine carried on. "Is it working finally?" Chris asked Heloise, while Chef just looked disturbed.
"We're about to find out." Heloise replied with a devious smirk as she watched.
A ding was heard, and the machine soon opened. A long brown haired girl wearing a yellow hoodie with a daisy on it and white shorts stepped outside, glaring at the hosts. "What the heck is going on here!?" Subject A yelled at the three.
As soon as she stepped out of the Drama Machine though, her legs wobbled and she soon fell over. Chris reached down to help her out, but Subject A slapped his hand away. "Back off, I'd rather shove my hand in a bucket of puke than touch that hand!" Subject A insulted Chris.
"Looks like it works, sounds just like one of Jo's zingers." Chris said with satisfaction.
"What works? Of course it sounds like one of my zingers, I made it you moron." Subject A further insulted Chris.
Heloise and Chris shared a look, with Heloise sighing. "It appears she believes she's Jo. We need to sculpt out their identities before we create them like that." Heloise stated.
This just upset Subject A more, who now clenched her fists. "Hold on, just what the heck is going... o-on... here..." Subject A didn't get to finish as Heloise pressed a button on her tablet, and the subject soon dropped unconscious on the floor.
"Well work on that. All that matters is that she believed she was what we gave her. Once we work out the small details, we'll have a game machine on our hands for sure." Chris told Heloise, then began to leave with Chef.
Heloise groaned, having to stuff Subject A back into the Drama Machine by herself. "If they want me to work on the details, then I'll make the details." Heloise said to herself while they left.
Back at the Casa Loma, the Critics now stood on top of the front spire, huddled together as Jack had the camera out. "Alright everyone, now for a funny one!" Jack commanded, then stuck his tongue out for the picture.
Trixie put up bunny ears behind Jack with a smirk, Flynn flexed his arm, Athena's expression didn't change, and Thomas went cross eyed for a moment. As soon as they heard the click, they all went back to normal. "Are we good to head back to the RV then?" Trixie asked Jack, who was looking over the two photos as they printed out.
"Nie alarmować, but the Munchers are here in the courtyard." Thomas informed them, peering over the spire and into the castle courtyard.
Flynn looked over as well, then at the street. "But ye Award Winners still ain't here! If we hurry we'll still be in the lead!" Flynn pointed out, then began to climb the ladder back to head into in the spire to go down.
"Great! Move it then!" Jack commanded, hopping down the hole to head into the spire with Flynn.
Athena followed, and before Trixie could, Thomas grabbed her arm. "Hold. We have business to attend to here." Thomas told Trixie.
Trixie raised an eyebrow, indeed stopping and now focusing on him. "Business? What, you meet clients out in the open here?" Trixie asked him.
"No. One of my other contracted targets is here. We're dealing with him now. It'll be good practice for you when we eventually deal with Chris as well. Now follow me" Thomas answered, going down into the hole and climbing down the ladder. When he was out of view, Trixie gulped nervously, but put on a strong face and climbed down the ladder as well.
While the other three Critics ran through the spiral staircase down, Trixie and Thomas stepped into the second floor of the castle, where the tourist castle seemed to be the most empty. Except for one suited gentleman, who seemed to be waiting for them with a suitcase. "What are you doing here?" Thomas asked the man with venom in his voice, unnerving Trixie.
The man was smoking a cigarette when they arrived, which he put out when they arrived. "I'd ask you the same. But you made this easier for me. I was worried I'd get the rest of your playmates involved, but you just brought one as leverage I see." the man remarked.
"Not leverage. We'll both be dealing with you. You knew I was contracted to kill you, why did you come out here? Have a death wish?" Thomas inquired, keeping his distance while Trixie just a bit behind him.
"I was contracted to take care of you as well. You took out the senator. I was his bodyguard." the gentleman spoke with a scruff voice, glaring at Thomas.
"Then you failed your job Stewart. I've taken out thousands, that doesn't narrow it down slightly. So come on." Thomas now challenged the gentleman, taking off his glasses and holding them like a dagger, as the ends had sharpened tips.
The gentleman opened up his briefcase and pulled out a knife, then tossed it to the side. "Have at you!" the gentleman yelled, sprinting at Thomas and thrusting the knife forward.
Thomas just sidestepped the gentleman, while Trixie moved out of the way. "What am I supposed to do!?" Trixie let out, staying far away from Stewart as possible.
"Make yourself useful." Thomas told her coldly as he took a swipe at Stewart with his glasses.
The old gentleman was surprisingly nimble though, hopping back and then lunging right at Thomas. "Really now, using civilians in combat for aid? What have you become?" Stewart taunted Thomas as the two tumbled to the ground.
Thomas now had to roll around on the ground to avoid being stabbed, before kneeing Stewart in the stomach to give himself some room, then took the knife and tossed it aside while he had the time. "It'll take more than that to best me, you're still a young agent, and I'll be the one to nip this bud before you become a problem!" Stewart declared as he began to punch Thomas in the face now that his knife was too far to reach.
Thomas tried to stab Stewart with his glasses, but Stewart just caught his hand and tossed the glasses aside. "This is for costing me my position! I'm stuck with small time contracts like you!" Stewart angrily yelled as he continued to punch.
Thomas tried to hold the punches back, but the strength of the man was too much. "Should have guarded him better. Done monologuing?" Thomas asked Stewart with a smirk while holding one fist back with both hands.
"Oh don't act like you have the power here. That's the issue with you young agents, no respect for your eld-" Stewart didn't get to finish what he was saying as Trixie swung the discarded briefcase against his head, knocking him out right away and allowing Thomas to get up.
Trixie helped Thomas up off the floor, gasping when she saw his eye swelling up. "Oh crap, you good?" Trixie asked him.
Thomas nodded his head, unfazed by the whole fight and just looking at Stewart lying unconscious on the ground. "Happens plenty. You just go tell our team I had to use the restroom. I'll handle the dirty part." Thomas ordered. Trixie did as told, wanting to leave the room anyway. As she left, she looked back and saw Thomas picking up Stewart's discarded knife.
As Trixie ran outside of the Casa Loma to head to the Critics' RV, the Munchers now also ran outside to head to theirs. "Off on your own? Weird." Klaas pointed out right away.
"Had to use the restroom. Our team is still winning so I'd shut it if I were you." Trixie responded sharply, then got in the Critic RV.
Melissa rolled her eyes, opening the door to the Munchers' RV and holding it open for them to get in. "Can't stand her or the rest of that team's attitude. They don't work together, and they just let their members go off on their own. At least use the buddy system." Melissa complained as the other Munchers got in.
-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Trixie-
Trixie was in the RV confessional now, having both hands on her head. "What did I get myself into... is his one vote even worth it? I can't even back out now... I just have to ride this out. I need that money."
-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Melissa-
Melissa gestured to the left with her thumb, since the Critics were parked right in front of them. "I can't believe we only have one more member than the Critics honestly. I've never seen them function well. They've been bombing lately too thanks to Jack's poor leadership. Delanie isn't the nicest, but I can respect her as a leader since she plays a fair game. We're sort of alike there, and we're both health aware too. Jack? He eats canvas for breakfast. Wouldn't be surprised if he's the only captain that doesn't merge."
-End Confessionals-
Over at Toronto's largest rubber band ball, the Award Winners now pulled up in their RV and Delanie did the exact same thing as last time. "Can we at least take a moment to check out the gift shop? We have some left over money from breakfast. We're way in the lead now, so we'll be fine." Esteban requested.
Delanie shook her head, pulling out the camera. "You're not the captain, I make the calls here. So stand in front of the rubber band ball!" Delanie demanded, pointing at the 6 foot tall rubber band ball.
The whole tourist stop was pretty shoddy, with just the ball, a shack next to it, and the gift shop on the side of the road. Esteban held up both hands in defense at Delanie's first words. "I wasn't saying that, I was just saying it'd be fun if we-"
"And I'm just saying we just take the family photo and move on! Now come on sweeties, let's get this over with!" Delanie ordered, with the other three Award Winners standing in front of the rubber band ball for the picture.
Esteban stood along with them, and Delanie once again took the photo selfie style with the rest of the team in the background. "Done! Now let's get head to the film lot and take our first place!" Delanie declared, hurrying back into the RV.
"I would have liked to see the gift shop ma'am. We truly do have a disposable amount of time here." Trina requested, not getting in the RV just yet.
Delanie heard that and glared down at Trina from inside the RV. "Excuse me!? You're disobeying your own mother!? I did this whole road trip for our family and you're not cooperating? Just like always, you're worthless!" Delanie yelled at Trina.
"But ma'am, I just wanted to see what was in there. Look down the road, we have plenty of time!" Trina still stayed positive as she pointed to the empty road.
"And I just wanted to get this challenge done as quick as possible! But I'm team captain, so what I say goes! Now get in here and shut up!" Delanie further yelled at Trina.
"Stop it." Toby butted in, pointing at Delanie and hiding Luis behind his back.
Delanie's anger shifted to Toby now, putting both hands on her hips. "Stop what? Leading the team? Let me guess, you want Esteban leading too? Not gonna happen son! Now be a good boy and listen to your mother, take a seat and just be quiet until we get home!" Delanie ordered, pointing to the half circle couch.
Toby's eye twitched, but he kept his calm composure still. "You're not my mother, and you'll never be as great of a leader as my mother. You need to stop talking to Trina like that. The whole team for that matter. If we're all part of a family like you say, then why do you insist on yelling at us? That's not kind at all." Toby chastised Delanie.
"Because I'm captain! Now show me the respect that comes with being captain and take your seat!" Delanie once again ordered.
"You want respect? Give me something to respect." Toby told Delanie, then walked past her to head to his seat.
Delanie was left without words after that, just an awkward air now remained as Trina, Beck, and Esteban walked into the RV. "Did you want me to drive? I know a quick way back to the film lot on the map." Esteban offered, seeing how fired up Delanie was.
"NO! SHUT UP!" Delanie yelled at Esteban, snatching the map from Beck who now just sat in the passenger seat empty handed. She started up the RV, then sped down the road.
-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Trina-
Trina was writing in her notepad, which now had a green spiral drawn on the cover. "Toby really did learn something from King. I'm just relieved he didn't take the bad parts. Maybe he could have hopefully learned some challenge skill too? We aren't doing too great without King. I'm thankful Toby stood up to her though, I... I could never do that. He's such a sweetheart honestly, hehe..." Trina now blushed a bit, hugging her notepad.
-End Confessional-
A bit after the Award Winners left, the Critics and the Munchers both arrived at the same time at Toronto's Largest Rubber Band Ball, and seeing that they were neck and neck, both teams were quick to get out. "Get to the rubber band ball, now!" Melissa shouted as they got out.
The Critics had parked in front of them though, so they had a head start and were able to reach the ball first. "Now now, we got here first, go check out the gift shop while we get our picture." Trixie told the Munchers snidely, leaning against the ball.
"Okay!" Nanashi exclaimed, then made a beeline for the gift shop, which made Melissa facepalm.
"Kahlin, can you go get her, this shouldn't take too long." Melissa requested, to which Kahlin nodded and jogged after Nanashi.
The rest of the Munchers just had to watch as the Critics lined up in front of the ball while Jack got in the middle of them. "Okay everyone, say cheese!" Jack told them, holding up two fingers.
All of them held up two fingers along with Jack and smiled except for Athena, who just held up two fingers with a blank look. "Now a funny one?" Athena asked Jack.
"Nah, that one was pretty good, look!" Jack replied, grabbing the photo after it printed, which had all five of them in frame with the ball serving as a silly background.
"Sweet! Looks like we've got this one won then! See ya later!" Trixie taunted the Munchers as the five of them ran back to their RV.
Kahlin returned with Nanashi, who had already managed to buy a rubber band ball and was fiddling around with it when they got back. "We're back, are the Critics done yet?" Kahlin asked.
"More than that." Jim remarked, gesturing to their RV, which started up and took off, leaving them in the dust.
Kahlin saw how upset Melissa was at this, but gave her a wave of dismissal. "Hey, come on now, cheer up a lil' will you? We're in second place right now, no one is gonna get booted! So let's take a fun picture yeah? Got any ideas?" Kahlin tried to cheer her up.
"We'd be doing better if we didn't make this a leisure trip. But fine. We can do a fun one." Melissa reluctantly agreed.
Upon hearing this, Nanashi right away raised her hand. "Ooh! Maybe I can stand on top of the ball!" Nanashi right away suggested.
Klaas nodded in agreement, then laid his palm out flat. "And then the rest of us can stand far enough away to where we hold our hands like this so it looks like we're all holding the ball." Klaas added.
"I'll just lay down on the ball, wonder how that feels. It'd also make the picture less crowded." Bonnie added onto the idea.
Melissa didn't see any problem, so she gave a thumbs up. "I'm fine with that. Let's just make it quick." Melissa agreed to the idea, then jogged a good distance from the ball with Kahlin, Jim, and Klaas.
The two girls climbed onto the rubber band ball, which was able to hold them up due to how thick it was. Nanashi stood tall with her arms spread out merrily, while Bonnie laid down on her belly, hugging the ball with her legs.
Melissa flipped the camera around so they could see the preview of the picture, then the boys and her each held up a hand underneath the ball from their perspective. Melissa clicked the camera, then took another immediately after. "Okay, we're done! Now let's hurry!" Melissa declared. As the four of them began to run back to the RV, the girls took the cue and did the same, getting off the ball and running to the RV.
-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Nanashi-
Nanashi had a big smile on her face, having both hands on her legs. "I knew Melissa would eventually come around. I mean, it was still hurried, but she went along with it! Progress is progress!"
-End Confessional-
Back at the film lot, Chris and Chef were now waiting at the street when the Award Winners were the first team to arrive. "And the Award Winners make it back first!" Chris announced as they arrived.
Delanie stepped out first, holding their photos. "You betcha! We had a great time too!" Delanie responded, then held out their photos for Chris and Chef to take.
Chef looked over the photos, then handed them to Chris. "You guys were pretty fast! I thought you skipped around, but you definitely went to each landmark based on these photos! Now let's see how long it takes for the others to show up!" Chris told them while the other four Award Winners stepped out of the van.
It did in fact take a while as well, as 20 minutes went by before the Critics were the next team to arrive. Jack hopped out of the RV first, bringing the photos to Chris while the others followed. "Wait what!? How did you guys beat us here!?" Jack let out, seeing Delanie waving at them smugly.
"We barely got to enjoy the stops, Delanie rushed through the whole thing." Esteban complained as his answer, which made Delanie nudge his arm bitterly.
Chris look over their photos, just to make sure they went to all the stops. "You guys are still good, only last place sends someone home. So now I just need the Munchers to get here so I can deliver the news." Chris told the Critics, which did give them some relief.
Not long after the Critics, the Munchers arrived at the scene, with Melissa enraged to see that the Award Winners had beat them there. "No! How did they get here!? We were in second!" Melissa let out.
"They must have skipped ahead, we never even saw them stop at the Casa Loma." Kahlin guessed.
"Nope, they went to every stop, the photos prove it. As for your photos?" Chris asked them, holding a hand out.
Melissa defeatedly handed three photos to Chris, who squinted as he looked them over. "Hmm. Well it's just what I figured. You guys are the winner of today's challenge!" Chris announced, shocking both the Critics and the Award Winners.
"But we got here first! We should be the winners!" Delanie protested.
Chris shook his head, then showed her the silly pictures the Munchers took, and the light hearted photos the Critics took. "Remember when I said that the goal was to just enjoy the trip? Yeah, the pictures say the others did that way better. Don't you know the number one rule of road trip movies?" Chris asked them.
Jack raised his hand right away. "It's not about the destination, it's about the friends we made along the way! That's why I asked you guys for funny ones." Jack answered proudly.
Chris nodded his head. "Thank you Jack. Exactly that. You didn't follow any of the road trip rules, the passengers clearly didn't enjoy themselves, and you messed up my RV! So yeah, Munchers 1st, Critics 2nd, and you guys are sending someone home!" Chris emphasized, which caused the Munchers to all cheer.
Melissa cheered a little less vocally, turning to Nanashi. "Hey. Sorry for being such a stick in the mud. You knew the whole time what the win condition of the challenge was huh? I almost cost us this one by rushing us through." Melissa apologized.
Nanashi giggled, giving a wave of dismissal with one hand, still holding her rubber band ball with the other. "Nah, I was just trying to have a good time! But hey, we got pretty lucky with this one!" Nanashi replied cheerfully.
Melissa chuckled a little, rubbing the back of her head. "Oh. Well, now I just look foolish don't I? I'll try to be cooler next time." Melissa said, then walked away from the team to head back to their trailer, stuffing something into her pocket.
"The rest of y'all head back to your trailers, you're safe!" Chef told the Munchers and Critics, who then followed suit with Melissa.
Chris faced the Award Winners, who just had an awkward air now. "As for you, I'll see you tonight! Try to have a good time next time!" Chris told them, then walked away with Chef.
-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Delanie-
Delanie clenched both fists, now back in the normal confessional. "Stupid Chris, changing the rules at the last second to screw us over. But whatever, they'll never kick me off, I've already got a three person alliance in a team of five. It was futile to try and face me from the start."
-End Confessional-
Grandiose music played after the confessionals, showing a highlight reel of all of Chris's best moments and expressions from throughout the series. Fireworks could be heard, and the reel panned out to show a giant Gilded Chris in the center of it all. Fireworks went off behind the statue and the music got louder, signaling that the award ceremony was about to start.
The five members of the Victorious Award Winners were gathered in the stands, sitting in two rows. Delanie, Trina, and Toby sat in the back, while Beck and Esteban sat in the front. Delanie had her arms crossed angrily, Trina was writing something down in her notepad, Toby was hugging Luis and the plush he found for comfort, Beck had a blank look, and Esteban looked fairly worried.
Chris walked onto the stage, with Chef carrying 4 Gilded Chris awards on a tray behind him. "Well Award Winners, you guys just keep coming to award ceremonies! Guess it's in the name!" Chris joked, which got a small chuckle from Beck.
"Finally! Someone laughed at one of those!" Chris exclaimed, pointing at Beck.
"I mean, it was kind of funny." Beck replied, not thinking much of it.
Chris was now in a much better mood, looking at the rest of the team. "You guys didn't enjoy yourselves, but I sure enjoyed watching you not enjoy yourselves. So cast your vote on downiest downer here and we'll see who gets the boot!" Chris directed them all as they pulled out their voting devices.
Delanie voted swiftly and angrily, Beck voted without much care, Toby voted with determination, Esteban voted with a heavy sigh, and Trina bit her lip as she voted. Once they were all in, Chris held up one of the instant cameras, which printed out the results of the vote. "Aaaand the votes are in! If you don't get a Gilded Chris, it's time for you to hit the road!" Chris declared, looking over the results.
"Beck, you're safe! Just saving you the worry for having a sense of humor." Chris right away tossed Beck a statue, much to his delight.
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"Trina, you're safe too." Chris threw the award at Trina, who caught it with relief, then worriedly looked over at Delanie to see if she was looking back at her. She wasn't.
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"Toby, you're safe too my man." Chris tossed the puppeteer his award, which he caught after setting the purple raccoon plush for a moment.
This now left the bottom two, and Delanie's expression didn't change one bit, fully expecting to be here. Esteban got nervous after hearing Toby's name, realizing that Delanie was going for him. "Ah, clash of the captains!" Chris remarked as he saw who was left.
"I'm the captain! I AM!" Delanie yelled in response.
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"Delanie."
Esteban and Toby gasped together as Delanie received her award, while she just gave them a satisfied smirk. "See? I'm captain! Doesn't matter how you feel about it, that's that! Now goodbye! Toodaloo! Come back when you're a good little sheep who obeys their captain!" Delanie taunted Esteban.
Esteban looked deeply saddened, while Toby reached forward and patted his shoulder in comfort. "I'm sorry it went like this. I just thought we had a chance." Toby apologized to him.
Esteban got up from his seat, looking at Toby with his frown softening a bit. "Well, I'm glad we tried at all. I spent so much time trying to fit in with everyone, I only now realized that I should have just tried to lead the team and be a good father figure from the start, unlike a certain someone. Maybe Diamond and I would be safe tonight if I had. I'll find other ways to make money, wish me luck in college." Esteban told Toby, then gave a wave goodbye as he left to head down the Walk of Shame.
"Oh? After everything today that's all you have to say?" Delanie remarked.
"All that's worth saying, yep. See you too." Esteban responded as he left.
Esteban walked down the red carpet, then got into the Lame-O-Sine, which then sped off afterward. Delanie tried to hide how much what he said bothered her, but her fists were clenched very tightly.
"Aaaand it looks like the team father has been divorced by the team mom! What a turn of events!" Chris joked as he walked up to where the Lame-O-Sine had been.
"But will she be able to keep control of her team much longer? Or will she lose custody of her children and be eliminated? Are the Munchers unstoppable? And will Athena finally start making some friends? Find out next time, on Total, Drama, Reeeeeeeeeevenge of the Film Lot!" Chris signed off the episode, raising his arms with each of the last words.
Teams Remaining:
Mutant Movie Munchers: Melissa, Nanashi, Kahlin, Bonnie, Klaas, Jim
Victorious Award Winners: Delanie, Beck, Trina, Toby
Toxic Film Critics: Jack, Trixie, Thomas, Athena, Flynn
Placements:
16th: Esteban
17th: Kylie
18th: King
19th: Freddy
20th: Lilac
21st: Vergil
22nd: Diamond
23rd: Flaky
24th: Maxine
25th: Donna
Author's Note:
Yeahhh, I know it's a bummer to send off Esteban this soon, but with Delanie's control on the team, there wasn't much of a chance that he was going to survive for much longer. I always liked writing him as one of the more level headed characters, but those same level headed characters tend to end up as victims of the antagonists of the game. Thank you to Project Drama for allowing me to use him! I had to redo the draft of the story recently, and it was tough to do this, but the other Award Winners had plotlines that needed more time. I hope you all enjoyed this episode, check out the Discord (code on profile), and I'll see you all next time! Have a great day!