I told you I'd continue where Evil-Blueberry couldn't.
Chapter 5: Not Quite Famous
"Last time on Total Drama Island." Kris began as the camera focused completely on her. "The Killer Bass finally dodged their pathetic losing streak against the Screaming Gophers. There were bruises, tears, risky moves and dangerous alliances. And at the end, it was Nora the 'know-it-all' who didn't see it coming. This week another challenge will send one more camper on a cruise to Loserville. Population: Four! Who will sink and who will stay afloat? Find out right now, on TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!"
*Theme song*
"Crap, crap, crap! I'm outta fake tanner already!" Lenny's whine woke up Glen, who sees Lenny trying to squeeze out the empty lotion bottle.
"Whoa, that's a total bummer, Lenny." Glen said sarcastically.
"Tell me about it, man! Now I have to actually, like, suntan. In the sun! That's really bad for your skin, dude! But why am I telling you? You know what that's like, dude." Lenny said, referring to Glen's paleness. The goth rolls his eyes.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
"Alright campers! Enough beauty sleep! Time to show us what you're made of!" Kris's voice was heard from the loud speaker, scaring off the seagull with the soda rings that was sleeping there.
A little later, most of the campers are sitting in stands in front of a stage that Kris set up. There are two sets of stands for each team.
"Are we gonna see a play?" Lenny asked with his usual goofy smile. "Oh, I hope it's High School Musical! I loved that movie. Especially with all the singing and dancing. Heh."
"Glen!" Trisha got the attention of the goth boy as he approached and patted the space next to her. "Saved you a seat." Glen smiled a little and thanked Trisha as he sat next to her. Meanwhile, Cady, who had her eyes on Glen, sat next to Trisha and tried to act all posh and chill like the guitar girl, "W-W-Whoa! Uh, heh." only to end up falling in between the stands with neither Trisha nor Glen noticing her. But Heath did, mostly on how close Trisha and Glen are becoming.
Taylor waves at Lenny and blows a kiss at him, who 'caught' it and winks at her, but noticed Heath was glaring at him. Heath slaps Lenny on the back of his head. "Ow!" Lenny moaned, rubbing his head.
The hostess shows up on stage. "Welcome campers to our brand new deluxe state-of-the-art outdoor amphitheater! Okay, this week's challenge is a summer-camp favorite. A talent contest!"
"Yes!" Olivia stood up from her seat and rose a fist in the air. "Awesome!"
"Each team has 8 hours to pick the three most talented campers." Some of the other campers cheered as they were eager to get on stage and show what they could do. "These three will represent them in the show tonight! Sing, dance, juggle! Anything goes, as long as it's legal." Kris pointed directly at a disappointed Denica, who snapped her fingers in response. "Damn." Denica muttered.
Kris continues speaking. "You'll be judged by our resident talent scout, former DJ, VJ, and rap legend, Missy Lunch, who will show her approval via the Lunch-o-Meter." A wooden spoon with Lunchlady Hatchet's face on the end of it appeared on the screen that was set up near the top of the stage. There were 10 bars on the spoon that blinked green a few times to show how the meter looked. "The team that loses will send one camper home tonight. Good luck." And with that, Kris left the stage as the teams split up to try and figure out who exactly would be performing tonight.
With the Gophers, all of them except for Trisha were gathered up in front of the cabins with Heath standing in front of them and blowing a whistle. "Alright everyone, I'm the team captain, so here's how it's gonna work." Heath announced to everyone while holding a clipboard.
"Wait a minute, who said you were team captain?" Glen spoke up, while holding some kind of book.
"He did, silly!" Lenny said, pointing at Heath. "Just now."
"Lenny, Bert and I took a vote and I won." Heath informs the team.
"Threatening them to vote for you isn't exactly democratic." Glen said, crossing his arms. Trisha came up to the goth kid, carrying her guitar on her back. She's holding something behind her back.
"Hey," Trisha whispered to Glen, revealing a chocolate chip muffin she was hiding, "snagged you an extra muffin."
Heath continued glaring at Glen until he saw Trisha and thought of something. "Trisha, you're cool with me leading this project, right?"
"Oh, I don't care, go for it." Trisha said indifferently.
"Good." Heath smiled, satisfied with Glen sighing. "Bert, Lenny and I will be the judges."
Bert and Lenny shake with anticipation.
"Whatever." Glen said, aggravated.
The Killer Bass all watched, uncomfortably, as Kam and Sam beatbox and danced together, rather poorly, to some rap music coming from a boombox they had.
Kam: My name is-
"What?!" Sam yelled.
Kam: My name is-
"Who?!"
Kam: My name is-
"Frika-frika-frika!" Sam makes a DJ hand gesture.
Their performance ends with them standing back to back with their arms crossed.
"Well..." Kam began as he and his bro leaned closer to their teammates.
"What do you guys think?" Sam finished.
The rest of their team respond with awkward silence, while Curtis facepalmed. "Uhhhhhh..." Bradley slowly said.
First up to showcase a talent was Olivia who grabbed a two-litter bottle of pop and quickly started to chug it down. "Are you gonna audition?" Trisha asked Glen as Olivia was already halfway through the bottle.
"Doubtful. You should be in it though. I heard you the other night by the dock. You're really good."
Olivia then fished the 2-liter in record time and proceed to show her teammates what she's capable of. "A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z!" Just like that, Olivia burped the entire alphabet.
LeShawn, Isaac, Lenny, Bert, and even Trisha laughed and clapped. "You go, girl!" While the other girls are repulsed by it since they have more standards and more self-respect than Olivia.
"Yes!" Olivia cheered.
"That was awesome, girl!" Trisha complimented. "You definitely broke my cousin's record."
"Well, you're not going to do that, this is a talent contest not show-and-tell." Heath scoffed, more disgusted than impressed by Olivia's talent.
"Hey, you know how hard it is to burp the entire alphabet in one go?" Trisha said. "My cousin can't even get past 'P'."
"Who cares about your cousin?!" Heath yelled.
"I can also toot Beethoven's 5th!" Olivia said as she bent down to stick her butt out.
All the girls turned away and begged Olivia not to do it. "That one's going too far, girl." Trisha said.
"Fine!" Olivia pouted.
Heath then spotted Glen walking away and questioned him, "Where are you going?"
"Anywhere but here." Glen answered, not looking back, taking his book with him.
Meanwhile at the Killer Bass side, Taylor was doing some tricks with a yo-yo, but failed horribly and entangled herself. Curtis facepalmed again.
"Man, that is weak." Kris said as she walked by.
Heath is dressed in a maroon-colored Shakespearean costume, complete with a feathered hat, holding a human skull, and reciting from Hamlet while background music is playing.
"To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?—To die,—to sleep,—
No more..."
Everyone clapped at Heath's impressive performance. "Thank you." Heath said to his teammates while bowing before turning his eyes to Lenny and Bert and cleared his throat harshly.
The two boy caught on quickly with Lenny saying, "I vote for Heath to be in the contest!"
"I second that." Bert added immediately afterwards.
"Thanks a bunch, guys, I appreciate it! So I guess I'm in. Take five, everyone." Everyone then walked away to take a break, but before Lenny could leave, Heath grabs his wrist and pulled him closer. "Lenny, I need you to do something. Can you keep a secret?"
"You bet I can, man. My brother got diarrhea once on a date and accidentally (BLEEP) in his pants, so he was stuck in the restaurant restroom until I got him clean underwear and pants and I haven't told anybody about it." Lenny finished saying and then looked at the camera, and quickly covers his mouth. "Crap! Sorry, Paul."
Meanwhile at someone's dorm, an older blond guy resembling Lenny was watching the show. "Goddamn it, Lenny!"
Back to the camp...
"That's gross, man. But whatever," Heath hands Lenny a walkie-talkie, "Glen's up to something serious. I want you to follow him and report back to me."
Lenny eventually finds Glen and hides behind a tree. He looks at him through a pair of binoculars, and all he sees Glen doing is sitting on a tree stump writing in his book. "Serious? Yeah, seriously boring, man." Lenny then spotted Taylor, who's still tangled up by her yo-yo. He used his binoculars to get a clear view of her butt. "Damn, that's not boring."
Ballet music was heard as everyone looked at DJ with an impressed expression. The big girl is currently wearing a pink ballerina's outfit and was performing a beautiful dance. Her foot work light and her movements smooth and perfect. DJ then finished off by jumping high and landing while doing the splits.
All the Bass clap for DJ who bowed to everyone in response. Curtis nodded his head in approval. "Alright then, sign her up. Next."
"Me, brah!" Bradley eagerly spoke up. "I can, like, stand on my hands for 20 minutes. Watch!" Everyone did watch as Bradley flipped and proceed to stand on his hands. Even walking a little bit on them.
While everyone grinned at the sight, Curtis wasn't too impressed. "Okay, that'd be amusing if you were a monkey. I just don't think it's quite what we're looking for. Next!"
Bradley got back on his feet as Harriet walked up in front of everyone and inhaled sharply, "Next!" Only to loudly sigh as Curtis has not even given her a chance.
"Lenny come in!" Heath's voiced cracked through the walkie-talkie. "What did you find out? Over."
However, Lenny was too busy locking lips with Taylor to respond. He reached for the walkie-talkie but gave up almost immediately because it was too far away. With Taylor sitting on his lap, Lenny reaching for the walkie-talkie had off-balanced him and soon Taylor was on top of Lenny as the two made out on the sinks of the communal washroom. One of his sandals slide off his foot and landed on the floor.
"Lenny, where the hell are you?!" Heath demanded.
Lenny finally reached over and grabbed the walkie-talkie and responded.
"Uh... On my way back, man! Under!" Lenny replied before Taylor pressed her lips against his once more.
Back with the Bass, the last one to show off their skill was Georgia. The party girl is showing off her skills on a skateboard by performing some rad stunts that left her team rather impressed.
Harriet, Kam, Sam, and DJ all cheered for her as Bradley turned to Curtis. "I guess it's Georgia, DJ's ballet, and your solo." Bradley listed off his teammates that were going to go on stage to show their stuff.
"I'm gonna be on TV, man!" Georgia said after she flipped her board in her hands.
"Uh... you're already on TV, bra." Bradley told the party girl with a smirk as he nodded to the camera recording all of them.
"Oh yeah, I forgot." Georgia chuckled before running right in front of the camera, her face right into the lens. "Hello out there, dudes and dudettes!"
Isaac turned on the boombox that's playing some Arabic music, and began to do an exotic Gypsy-style dance. "I picked this up while I was in India. The guy who taught it to me was pretty fly for a gay guy. He called it... The Dance... of... the Rattlesnake." As Isaac danced, Olivia fell into an almost hypnotic trance watching him, unable to take her eyes off him. His cornrows seem to be shaking to the tune of the music. "Look into my eyes, what do you see? Ah duh nuh. Nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh."
"He's good." Olivia is mesmerized.
"Meh, I'll put him down as a maybe." Heath said. "Next!"
Bert is up twirling a pair of batons... that were on fire.
"Are you sure this is safe?" Heath asked with a bit of concern as he and most of his teammates watched.
"It's okay, I've been practicing." Bert reassured everyone as he kept twirling. He then threw both batons into the air...where they proceed to go a bit out of control.
"Run!" Olivia yelled, and she and everyone quickly hid behind the tables. The fire-batons land where Bert was standing and explode upon impact, creating a crater where the braces-wearing nerd once stood.
"I kinda missed the catching class." Bert sheepishly told everyone.
"Uh guys," Trisha spoke up as she pointed at a nearby bush with mild concern, "The bush is on fire." Everyone looked at the flaming bush... until Justice emerged from the communal restroom in a towel with her hair dripping wet. Justice flips her long hair, which caused some of the water to fly towards the bush fire, putting it out.
LeShawn approached Justice, his eyes looking over her entire body, and handed the beautiful teen a bottle of water. Justice proceed to squeeze the content of the bottle into her mouth with a single drop dripping down onto her chest and evaporated on contact.
"Okay, I think it's me, Trisha and Justice. Any objections?" Everyone simply shook their heads silently, never taking their eyes off Justice.
Cady walked up to Glen, who's still sitting at the stump writing in his book. "Hey Glen, whatcha doin'? Writing in your journal?" she asked, with her hands behind her back.
"Go away." Glen said, not looking up.
"Oh, I get it." Cady sits down besides him. "Yeah, it's private, huh? I'm down with that, yeah. It's cool, man."
"What part of 'go away' don't you understand?" Glen then noticed she was sniffing him "What are you doing?!"
"Sorry, y-you just... smell... really... nice."
"It's just... shampoo."
Later, Glen came back to his teammates with Cady following behind him. The goth quickly looked to the crater on the ground and chose to keep walking. "I won't even ask." Trisha then decided to work on tuning her guitar as Glen approached the boy's side of the Gopher cabin with Cady still following him.
Heath and Lenny were talking when they looked to the scene with a smirk, how Cady is following the goth around like a lovesick puppy. "Hey look! The first hook up of the season." Heath teased with an antagonizing voice.
"Oh yeah. We're going at it big time." You can practically see the sarcasm in his voice. "I need a swim just to cool off." Glen closed the door in front of Cady, then came back out a few moments later in only his black board shorts, slamming the door onto Cady harshly. He no longer has his book with him, instead he's holding a towel.
As Glen walks off, Trisha quickly approached him after setting her guitar down. "Gwen, wait up!" The guitarist called to the goth as she walked up next to him. "I'll come with you."
"Sure." Glen quickly repsonded with a small bit of an enthusiastic tone. The goth quickly realized what he said and how he said it, so he quickly put his brooding face back on. "I mean... whatever." he added with a shrug.
Lenny was about to follow the two until Heath stopped him. "You, stay here." He ordered the blond. "We got a journal to find."
Currently the Killer Bass team was seen hanging around the stage that DJ, Georgia, and Curtis would soon be performing. Curtis is practicing his violin, Georgia was looking over her skateboard, DJ, Denica, and Harriet were all playing cards with Bradley simply standing near the edge of the stage with his hands in his hoodie pockets watching everyone.
As Georgia was spinning on the wheels on her board, she turned to Bradley and asked, "So, can you really stand on your hands for 20 minutes?" Georgia was wondering if that was possible.
"Wanna bet that I can't, bra?" Bradley smirked as he took out a chocolate bar from his hoodie pocket, waving it enticingly.
"Oh, you're on!" Georgia eagerly said.
"I'll take a piece of that action." Harriet joined in on the bet.
"Yeah, that's like virtually impossible." DJ said.
"Ante up!" Bradley said as he and the girls all placed their bets on the crate that was used to play cards on which ranged from candy to money. "Ok. Twenty minutes... starting... now!" Everyone then watched as Bradley once again stood up on his hands and started walking around on them.
Everyone couldn't help but grin and laugh at the sight. Curtis noticed this but only glanced at it for a second before going back to the violin. As Bradley walked on his hands, his leg end up getting caught on a rope.
Bradley then hand walked in the other direction...causing the rope his leg was tied to become undone which resulted in a spotlight falling right onto Curtis's head and breaking his violin in two. Everyone winced at the sight, while Bradley gasped upon getting back on his feet. "Oh crap, dude!"
Later, Curtis, who had bandages wrapped around his head, was looking over his destroyed violin along with Kam and Sam.
A guilty-looking Bradley walked up to the group, intending to apologize to Curtis, only for the CIT to glare at the surfer and yelled, "You-you broke my violin! This was my grandfather's, I promised him that I'd take special care of it!"
"I'm sorry, dude, I didn't mean to break it." Bradley quickly said as he grabbed the two pieces of Curtis's violin. "Maybe we can fix it." Bradley then tried to stick the broken pieces back together... only for the violin to become further broken.
"NOOOOOO!" Curtis screamed upward.
Currently at the Screaming Gophers cabin, Heath was entering the boy's side of the cabin with Lenny stationed on the step. "You stand guard." Heath ordered the dumb blond. "And remember, if you see Glen coming, warn me."
"Aye, aye." Lenny saluted, reassuring the dark-haired rich boy as he entered the cabin, closing the door behind him.
At the dock, Glen was seen sitting next to Trisha who took her shoes off. Glen was explaining to her what his opinion on most of the people at camp was. "Sometimes, I just need to get away from everyone here, you know? I mean, it's like they're all driving me crazy." Glen ranted before looking to Trisha with a small smile. "Well, almost all of them."
This made Trisha blush a little, then suddenly the dock started to rumble. Glen and Trisha looked to see Olivia and Cady running towards the end of the dock in their swimwear. "Cannonball!" Olivia yelled before she and Cady jumped into the water.
This resulted in Glen getting splashed, completely soaked, yet somehow missed Trisha completely. "God, I hate this f-(BLEEP)-ing place!" Glen yelled as he got up and walked away.
"Nice going, you guys." Trisha said to Olivia and Cady in an irritated tone.
"Yeah, nice goin'!" Olivia said to Cady, mimicking Trisha's tone.
Back at the Gopher cabin, Heath is still searching around inside. "Okay. If I were a secret journal... where would I be stashed?"
While outside of the cabin, Lenny is sitting on one of the steps with his leg crossed, thinking about Taylor, when Glen showed up. "Hey Glen." he said causally, then realized what he was supposed to do. "Glen! It's you!" Lenny said loudly to alert Heath, who started looking for the journal more frantically. "Hey, man! What are you doing outside of this cabin, Glen?"
"Trying to get inside the cabin?" Glen said, already irritated by the blond meathead.
"Ohhhh, you're trying to get inside the cabin! That's very interesting, man!" Heath tries searching in one of the drawers. Glen tried to get into the cabin only for the blond to cut him off. "Wait. Stay here. We can... get tans together. And you could seriously use one."
Heath found the journal and flips through the pages until he found something interesting. "Yes. He's a dead man now."
"Are you gonna move? Or do I have to throw you out of my way?" Glen threatened. Hearing this, Heath quickly closed the drawer.
"You can try, man, but I have martial arts training." Lenny makes an exaggerated kung-fu dance. Glen's only response was a growl and giving Lenny a death glare. "Okay, you can go in." Glen then went inside the cabin finally. Lenny looked to see Heath is done searching. "Look, dude, Glen's back!"
"Hey, Glen." Heath said in a more pleasant tone, while hiding the journal behind his back. "How was your swim?"
Glen looked around suspiciously. Stuff was tossed around, and combined with Lenny's attempts to keep him out as well as Heath's sudden pleasantness just only made the goth extra suspicious. "What the hell's going on here?"
Heath faked a yawn before saying, "Nothing, just resting before the big show." He and Lenny then started to leave the cabin. "Geez, are you always so paranoid?"
"Yeah dude, really." Lenny said in agreement. "You won't get many friends that way." Then he and Heath left the cabin, leaving Glen to narrow his eyes at them.
DJ, Trisha, Justice, Heath, Georgia, Curtis and Bridgett are currently backstage, though only the former five are getting ready while Curtis has got nothing and Bradley is eating a bag of potato chips.
"Ok, I know I'm not as good as you are at the violin, brah, but I can do this." Bradley tells Curtis between bites.
Heath approaches Curtis and Bradley, wearing his Shakespearean outfit again. "Aw, too bad about the accident, Bradley." he said in a tone that showed he didn't mean it. "I guess you're going to get your 15 seconds of fame after all, huh?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Bradley said, already annoyed by Heath.
"Nothing. I mean, no one would sabotage their own teammate, unless they're jealous." Heath said with a shrug.
"Who's jealous? Maybe that's how you Gophers operate, but the Killer Bass have more class than that. We're a team, man!"
"Well, I guess you'll go down as a team too, man. And I cut down on the chips if I were you... you don't want to break that surfboard of yours, do you?"
Irritated, Bradley throws his bag of chips at Heath's face.
CONFESSIONAL - HEATH
"God, what a bunch of losers." Heath said, rolling his eyes and crossing his legs. "It's so easy, it's almost not fun... Almost."
"It's the TDI Talent Extravaganza!" Kris voiced boomed throught the area as the lady himself walked onto the stage. The moon shinned in the sky as everyonne who wasn't competing are sitting at the bleachers with the exception of Curtis and Bradley. "Welcome to the very first Camp Wawanakwa... Talent Contest. Where 6 campers will showcase their mad skills and desperately try not to humiliate themselves. First up for the Screaming Gophers... is Justice!"
The Screaming Gophers all cheered as Justice came out onto the stage with a pole, rope and green stool set up. The beautiful teen performs an exotic pole dance. Some even took pictures.
"Do it, baby! Yeah! Woo-hoo!" Olivia screamed.
"Woo-hoo! Oh, Justice! Oh! Yeah!" Lenny shouted.
Justice's performance ends with her slowly sliding to the floor and leans back, flipping her hair, and showing off her flawless smile.
CONFESSIONAL - OLIVIA
"There are two syllables for hot: just and ice." Olivia explained to the audience at home. "Man, that girl is just so hot I could kiss her!" She realized what she just said. "Because she's a good teammate! Oh! Why'd I say that?"
"Okay, I don't know if that was family appropriate... but daaaaamn, girl!" Kris complimented as she reappeared on stage. "You got some moves!" The Lunch-o-Meter appeared and gave Justice a 7 out of 10. Justice then left the stage with her Gophers cheering her on.
"Woo-hoo!" Isaac and Lenny yelled.
"First up for the Killer Bass... make some noise for the big girl! DJ!"
"Woo-hoo!" Taylor cheered.
"Yaaaay! Wooo!" Kam and Sam cheered together.
The Killer Bass cheered as DJ began her swan-like dance on stage, but as she does her leap, she tripped on the landing and fell on her face. Everyone watched winced as DJ tried to recover. But it was too late as the music already ended.
"Ooh-hoo-hoo..." Denica laughed.
"Gah!" Kam said.
Kris came back onto the stage. "Dainty and yet strong. Let's see what Missy Lunch thinks." The Lunch-o-Meter then appeared and only gave DJ a 2 out of 10. "Not much." DJ then slumped down and returned backstage as Kris spoke up again. "So, with two down and four acts to go, it's the Screaming Gophers... screaming ahead. Next on deck... Trisha. Take it away, girl."
Trisha then walked onto the stage with her guitar and a stool. Setting the stool down, Trisha sat down and got ready to play her guitar. "This song goes out to someone special here at camp." Trisha told everyone, while stealing a glance at Glen.
They say that we've only got summer
And I say that's really a bummer.
But we'll swim in the sun and have lots of fun...
It'll just be the two of us...
Nothing to do...just hang...
So let me say only this...
Stick around...for just one kiss...
Everyone from both teams clap for her. "Nice work! I'm liking your style, girl." Kris complimented as she came back onto the stage with the Lunch-o-Meter appearing and gave Trisha a full 10 out of 10. "And so does Missy Lunch!" Everyone continues clapping for Trisha as she waves at everyone and the cameras. "Okay, quit hogging my light, missy." Kris pushed Trisha out of the stage and looked to the camera again. "Three down and three to go and the Killer Bass are totally sucking so far. Let's hear it for Bradley!"
"Are you sure you can do this?" Curtis asked as he noticed Bradley looked nervous.
"Ooh." Bradley's stomach suddenly churns uncomfortably. "Definitely. No, I-I'm great. Really, brah."
Curtis looked at him worriedly as Bradley flipped over to stand with his hands. He quickly walked out to the stage, and then he lets out an uneasy belch. Cady and Olivia snickered.
Bradley belched once again, and moments later, the surfer began to vomit.
The campers watching looked horrified as the blond's barf suddenly went airborne and turned into a disgusting projectile of digestive fluid, splattering on several unfortunate members of the audience.
"I'm hit! I'm hit!" Olivia screamed dramatically.
Kam and Sam were also struck, with Kam looking particularly grossed-out before barfing at Sam.
LeShawn was also hit, and looked over himself, yelling, "Mutha-!"
With the stage now completely covered in puke, the blond's hands slipped under the wet surface, causing him to lose his balance and fell on top of Taylor with their faces close together.
"Hey dude, puke on your own girlfriend!" Lenny yelled at Bradley.
"On your own what, Lenny?" Heath asked angrily.
"Nothing, I didn't say girlfriend!" Lenny said quickly.
"Cleanup in aisle three, four, five, and six!" Kris said stepping out on stage again, while avoiding the vomit puddles and plugging her nose. "In the meantime, we'll take a short break to hose the joint down."
The screen cuts to a 50's-style black-and-white commercial showing a smiling apron-wearing housewife ironing clothes while watching TV.
CONFESSIONAL - BRADLEY
Bradley sighs, looking totally bummed. "Bogus, dudes. But I guess going home won't be so bad..." He puts his hands in his hoodie pockets and crossed his leg. "I mean, I can always work at the surf shack."
"Welcome back to the TDI Talent Extravaganza!" Kris announced as the commercial break was over. "Welcome back. Okay. So in a strange turn of events, Bradley's chunk-blowing fest registered two thumbs up by Missy Lunch. But, it's not enough to pull ahead the Screaming Gophers, who held the lead with Trisha's love song. So, without further delay, here she is for the leaders... Heath!"
Everyone clapped as Heath came on stage and sits on the stool Trisha was using earlier. "Originally, I was going to recite a scene from Hamlet. But instead, I want to celebrate team spirit with a collaboration."
Glen narrowed his eyes a bit as Heath pulled out a book and smirked at the goth. It took him a moment to realize what it was, but when Glen recognized it, his blood ran cold. His journal. "He wouldn't..."
"So, with words by Glen, performed by me. Enjoy. 'Dear journal, I've been trying to ignore her, but she's just so beautiful. If they had custom ordered a girl to be a distraction for me here, it would have been Hottie-Hot-Hottie." Lenny is aghast as he realized why Heath wanted to get Glen's journal, while Cady smiles and blushes actually believing that Glen was referring to her. "We just totally connect, she is pretty much the only person I can relate to here, and I know it's a cliché, but I love girls who can play guitar.'"
"Wait... I don't play guitar." Cady said as she and Trent slowly looked to each other.
Unable to bear everyone staring at him, Glen ran off. Having watched this, Heath closed the book with a satisfied smirk. "Thank you."
"That was low." Curtis said with pure bitterness in his voice.
"Like, seriously, dude." Bradley added, crossing his arms.
"Well then, it's down to the final act of the night." Kris announced as she looked to the camera with her usual smile. "Can Georgia and her rad stunts turn it around? I seriously doubt it. Let's find out."
Georgia then grins as she twirls her skateboard around and lands on it... and ends up breaking in two in the process. "Whoa... that kinda wrecks the ride. I should have brought my kick scooter too." Georgia said as she scratched her head.
"Now what?! We have to send someone out there or we're going to lose this!" Bradley said panically to Curtis.
"Kam and Sam are covered in barf!" Curtis said.
"Well that only leaves Taylor, Denica or Harriet. We already know Taylor sucks, what can Denica do again?"
"Carve a picture of her own skull into a tree? ARRRGH, what are we going to do?"
Curtis and Bradley looked at the bleachers and spotted Harriet sniffing her finger. The two cringed.
A few minutes later, Harriet was now on stage in front of a microphone. Looking to the ones who brougth her there, Curtis and Bradley. "Just go for it, Harriet. What have you got to lose?"
Harriet walked out of the stage for a moment and comes back with the boombox, sets it down, and turns it on. She nodded to the music for the first few moments...and then got down to business. Everyone watched as Harriet began to dance to "Pop It" by Anamanaguchi. Not stopping for a second as she kept up to the beat of the music. And when it was over, she stands with her arms crossed. "Booyah."
After a moment of silence, everyone from both teams roared in cheer.
"That was amazing!" Curtis complimented.
"Wicked moves, girl!" Kris complimented as she came out. The Lunch-o-Meter then appeared and gaave Harriet a winning score of 10 out of 10. "Check it out. Missy Lunch has declared its winner. Even though they held the lead, the Screaming Gophers have been trampled by the Killer Bass!"
Georgia raised her hat while Curtis and Bradley went over to Harriet and started to compliment the ginger for her epic talent.
"Harriet, that was amazing, bra!" Bradley said.
"You did it!" Curtis said.
"And as for the Screaming Gophers." Kris said. "Pick your favorite loser, and I'll see you at the bonfire."
CONFESSIONAL - HEATH
"People thought I was mean to Glen. Whatever. All I needed was 4 votes against Justice." Heath said with no amount of guilt for what he did to Glen, putting his hands behind his head and crossing his leg in a relaxed state. "Lenny and Bert were easy. Isaac's just crazy. And Olivia? Piece of cake."
CONFESSIONAL - OLIVIA
"Hehehehe." Olivia laughed with her face covered in frosting and an actual piece of cake in her hands. "Piece of cake..."
"Kudos to you all for an incredible night of entertainment. Music. Drama. Barfing! There is only one marshmallow left on this plate. Justice. You reminded us all that looks matter a lot. And Heath. You're full of surprises. But reading someone's private thoughts out loud, to the whole world... Man, that is whack. No kidding, that's really messed up, dude."
"So what?" Heath rolled his eyes and stuck his hand out. "Just give me the damn marshmallow already."
"Justice, I personally think this is very wrong. I wish you could stay longer. But tonight, hotness just wasn't enough. The last marshmallow goes to... Heath." Kris reluctantly handed the last marshmallow to Heath as Justice frowned. "Time to catch the Boat of Losers, bra."
Justice slumped and sadly headed to the dock as Heath waved cockily to her. "Later, bra." Heath mocked as he ate his marshmallow, while the rest of his team, especially Glen, glared at him.
Olivia looks on as the Boat of Losers takes Justice away. "Farewell, my Venus de Milo." she whispered with a tear in her eye.
CONFESSIONAL - GLEN
"If that asshole thinks he's getting away with this," Glen said while clenching his fists, "he's got another thing coming."
Later that night, Glen approached the female side of the Bass cabin. Knocking on the door, Harriet was the one to answer as Glen asked. "Did you say you brought a red ant farm with you?"
"Yes." Harriet confirmed. "Why?"
Later still, Heath runs out of the cabin in his white undershirt and red boxers screaming, completely covered in red ants. "OH GOD, I CAN FEEL THEM CRAWLING IN MY SHORTS!"
Glen chuckled to himself to sleep as Heath fled the cabin. "Sweet dreams, everyone."
Author's Notes:
Gwen carries a diary in the show, while here Glen carries a journal. Since "diary" is usually what girls have, while "journal" is what guys have but is also gender-neutral.
Kam and Sam were singing "My Name Is" by Eminem, but not very well.
I have female!DJ perform Heather's ballet dance and wearing her ballerina outfit too. Instead of having Heath learned ribbon-dancing, I thought he would know Shakespeare due to apparently having a wealthy background. It was also inspired by a scene from Billy Madison.
You gotta admit, Lindsay/Lenny's older sibling would be extremely pissed that I had to acknowledge it here.
Cady says "Whatcha doin'?" in the same way as Isabella from Phineas and Ferb.
It's interesting that I picked the name Justice for female!Justin, since that actually does make two words.
LeShawn saying "Mutha-!" after getting puked at is a reference from Scary Movie 3.
Glen's entry about Trisha begins with "Dear journal...", like how Doug Funnie writes in Doug (both the Nicktoon and Disney one).
Glen calling Trisha "Hottie-Hot-Hottie" is a reference to the Disney series The Emperor's New School, which is what Kuzco calls his love interest Malina.
I swap talents between Kam and Sam, and Harriet. With Kam and Sam beatboxing (badly) and Harriet dancing (better than Katie and Sadie) to pop music. Harriet's dance routine is similar to Napoleon Dynamite's, who's the inspiration for Harold in the series.
Harriet was dancing to the shorter version of "Pop It" from the music video. And I'm aware that the song came out in 2014 while Total Drama Island premiered in 2007.
I did kinda wanted Justice to stay, but I couldn't figure how to keep her for a few more chapters or who I'd voted out in this chapter instead.