Chapter 7: Phobia Factor
"Last time on Total Drama Island..." Kris recounted as the camera is facing her. "The campers has their survival skills put to the test when they spent the entire night camping in the woods. Kam and Sam's friendship was strained when Kam's sense of direction got them totally lost. Denica's mad ghost-story telling skills freaked out the Killer Bass, and uh, Isaac played a prank on the Gophers by dressing up as a bear. Unfortunately, a real bear showed up and the Gophers spent the night up in a tree, which really sucked for them. Cady peed in her pants and then it rained. Basically, no one got any sleep last night. Ultimately, the Killer Bass were the ones on the chopping block, leaving Kam without a marshmallow. Yup, the challenge was rough, all right. And if I have anything to say about it, today's will be even more brutal. Luckily, I do. What fresh horror have we planned for our campers? Find out next on TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!"
*Theme song*
Sam is still on the Dock of Losers, crying for his bro Kam. Tears dripping to the lake.
Bradley was standing besides him. "Come on dude, Kam would want you to keep going."
"I guess." Sam said between sniffles.
Bradley sighs and said. "Come on. Let's go back and join the others." Bradley tries pulling Sam as he has a strong grip on the boardwalk. Soon Bradley was able to get Sam off, causing him to snap off a piece of the wood.
"Kam! I miss ya, man!" Sam cried.
Currently all of the Killer Bass were still gathered around at the campfire. The sound of crying got their attention and they looked to see Bradley and Sam walking towards them. Bradley put his arm around a loudly-crying Sam who's holding onto a ripped piece of the dock in his hand. They both sat down with Sam hugging the piece of wood he had as Bradley turned to his team and said. "It was a long goodbye, dudes."
Soon the Screaming Gophers approached them with Bert carrying around a plate of green gelatin with a gummy worm inside it. "What do you guys want? Come by to rub it in?" Curtis glared at the opposing team.
"We got you some extra dessert after our tuck shop party." Trisha explained as Bert held up the dessert. "Thought you might want some."
"So what? You're just being... nice?" Curtis crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at the Gophers.
"Okay." Glen rolled his eyes and explained their real reason, pointing at Olivia. "Olivia stank up our cabin and we need some time to air out."
As if on cue, Olivia farted a little. "Eww. Have some self-control, girl." Trisha complained.
Bert then walked up to Curtis and held up the gelatin for him. "NO!" Curtis suddenly screamed at the sight of the gelatin, as if he's afraid of it. Seeing everyone giving him a strange look, he composed himself. "I mean, no thanks. I'm good."
"What, are you a diabetic or something?" Denica asked, confused by the way Curtis reacted fearfully to the dessert.
"No!" Curtis glared at the punk girl and crossed his arms. "I just don't like green jelly, that's all!"
Denica was about to say something but then Bert walked up to DJ and held the dessert to her. DJ took one look at the gummy worm inside and reacted similarly to Curtis. "Snake!" DJ shrieked as she flipped the dessert away from her with the green gelatin landing on the ground in front of the Gophers.
Cady walked up the ruined jelly and pulled out the gummy worm. "Chill, girl. It's just a gummy worm." Cady told DJ, holding up the candy worm for the tall girl to see and eating it herself.
"Sorry for trippin'." DJ apologized as she slumped down. "Snakes just freak me the f out."
"I feel you, sister." Taylor pat DJ in the back. "Chickens give me the creeps."
"You're afraid of chickens?!" Glen asked, bewildered.
"Wow, that's..." Denica chuckled. "That's really lame, man."
CONFESSIONAL - GLEN
"So suddenly, everyone's having this big share-fest by the fire." Glen began explaining what happened at the campfire. "Like Bert went on about how his mortal fear is being covered by bugs, Harriet's afraid of ninjas, even Heath admitted he's afraid of sumo wrestlers."
"My worst fear?" Glen said, as nearly everyone is sitting on stumps while Georgia, DJ, and Olivia are sitting on the ground. "I guess being buried alive."
"Walking through a minefield." Lenny spoke up about his fear. "Barefoot."
"Flying, man." Olivia said with a fearful expression. "That's some crazy stuff."
"Hah. I would never go up in a plane. Never!" Isaac said, sharing the same fear as Olivia.
"Wait, didn't you say you went to India once?" Glen asked.
"Yeah, by boat. My parents and I went on a family cruise, and India was one of our stops." Isaac explained.
"Well, I'm scared of hail." Georgia spoke up in a bit of a low tone. "It's small but deadly, dude."
"Being left alone in the woods, brah." Bradley said. "I like nature and all, but I really don't like going out into the woods by myself or without a way back to civilization."
"Being in my underwear in public." Sam said between sniffles.
"Oh, then I change my mind!" Lenny spoke up again. "That's so much worse than a minefield, dude!"
Cady rubs a finger against her chin for a bit in thought before sharing her fear. "Having to diffuse a time bomb under pressure."
"I'm not really afraid of anything." Curtis said confidently and crossing his arms.
"Bullcrap!" Denica disguised her word as a cough.
"Oh, yeah?" Curtis glared at the punk girl, putting his hands on his hips. "Well, what exactly is your phobia, Ms. Know-it-all?"
Everything suddenly went quiet except for the fire crackling in front of Denica. She noticed everyone was looking at her, so she sighed. "E-Enrique Iglesias music store standees."
"Haha, ex-squeeze me?" Cady chuckled and put a hand around her ear. "I didn't quite get that."
Denica tried to make herself smaller as Trisha spoke up with a chuckle. "Did you say Enrique Iglesias music store standees?"
"Hey, my mom loves Enrique Iglesias!" Lenny brought up, before growing confused. "What's a standee?"
"You know," Trisha explained to the blond knucklehead. "That cardboard cutout thing that stands in the music store."
"Don't... say it, dude!" Denica told Trisha with a glare.
"Kinda like a life-sized, but flat Enrique." Trisha continued.
"So if we had a cardboard standee right now..." Curtis gets his chance at teasing Denica. Curtis said, just to take a chance at teasing Denica about her absurd fear.
"Shut up!" Denica yelled, covering her ears.
"Uh, where exactly does one find a cardboard standee of Enrique Iglesias at this day and age?" Heath questioned, as he wonders if the singer is even still relevant.
Before anyone could really answer that, Denica uncovers her ears and pointed at the others. "What about you guys? What are your fears?" she demanded.
"Well, I hate mimes." Trisha quickly admitted. "Like, a lot." She noticed Curtis rolling his eyes. "Alright, Curtis, you're afraid of something. Spit it out."
"Nope." Curtis smirked and shook his head. "Nothing."
Denica chuckled and whispered to DJ and Georgia. "That's not what he said last night."
"Denica," Curtis glared at the delinquent and crossed his arms, "did you ever consider that maybe I was just humoring you and your stupid story?"
"Sure, sure, professor." Denica smirked. "Whatever floats your boat."
"Shut up!" Curtis yelled, as everyone laughed.
Morning came, and the campers are at the mess hall for breakfast. They unanimously decided not to speak a word of what happened at the campfire last night. Unaware that a certain hostess has something in mind today.
Speaking of whom, Kris shows up and whistles to get the campers' attention. "Campers, your next challenge is a little game I like to call... Phobia Factor! Prepare to face... Your worst fears!
"Worse than this?" LeShawn said in disgust as he lifted up his fork to show a graying bratwurst with a few hairs growing from it.
"We're... in trouble." Glen said, knowing today's challenge is going to be brutal.
"Now for our first victims... Heath!" Kris announced as she took a bunch of cards out of her pocket. "Meet us all in the theater!" Heath took a long sip of his coffee as Kris announced what he would be going through. "It's... sumo time!" At hearing this, Heath's eyes shot open as he spits out his coffee... on Trisha.
Bert, Cady, and Lenny gasped as Kris made the next announcement right at Glen. "Glen. You, me, the beach. A few tons of sand." Glen's eyes shot wide open, similar to Heath, as the goth loudly gasped.
"How did they know about your worst fear?" Lenny asked, very confused.
Glen groaned frustratingly and facepalmed. "Because we told them."
Lenny didn't seem to get it, so Trisha further elaborated for the blond knucklehead while patting Glen's back to comfort him. "At the campfire last night."
"You mean, they've been listening to us?!" Lenny exclaimed, slowly putting the pieces together.
"It's a reality show, Einstein." Glen replied in an irritated tone. "They're always listening to us."
"Not cool, man! That's, like, an invasion of privacy!" Lenny argued. "Wait... they don't have cameras on us all the time, right? I mean, not when we want some alone time, or under our blankets?"
Most of the campers are silent by Lenny's statement. And they rather not know more about it.
"Lunchlady Hatchet! Didn't you have an order for Taylor here today?" Kris asked Lunchlady Hatchet, who's smiling evilly and nodded as she's at the fryer sizzling up something. Then she walked up to Taylor with her deep frying basket, revealing that she was frying chicken. Taylor grabs it and slowly takes a bite at the head. Then suddenly a live chicken's head pops out of where Taylor bit it. Taylor screamed.
Next up was Bert and his fear of being covered in bugs. For this challenge, Kris had set up a medium-sized inflatable pool filled to the brim with worms. Everyone was there to watch and either cringed in disgust, nearly barfed like DJ, or in Olivia's case, fainted at the sight. The last amount of worms had been poured into the pool by one of Kris' interns, Billy, who has short blond hair, blue eyes, black earrings, and wears a white tank top, green shorts, and brown flip-flops.
Bert feels so nauseated seeing so many worms squishing and squirming together. All over together. Touching each other. Bert's face is starting to turn green. Then he heard Heath scoffed out loud. "Bert's not gonna do it. The nerd wimped out at the very first challenge."
"Yeah, you're right, Heath. He'll so wimp out in this one too." Lenny agreed.
Hearing them talk and giving him smug looks, Bert sighed and decide to face his fear by diving into the pool of worms. Much to Heath and Lenny's surprise. Bert emerged from the pool covered in worms.
"And Bert sets the bar way up there!" Kris commented as most of Bert's teammates cheered for him. Even Olivia managed to recover and cheer for Bert... only to faint once again a few seconds later.
The Gopher is on the lead 1-0.
"Can I get out now?" Bert asked fidgetily. "I can feel them squirming in my underwear!"
Next up was Sam and Lenny for the Killer Bass and Screaming Gophers respectively. The two shared a fear of being out in their underwear so Kris ordered them to take off their clothes. Sam and Lenny did so, besides their underwear, the two kept on their headwear and sandals. The two suddenly feel cold and wrap their arms around themselves to try to get warm. "Remain in your underwear for six hours and you'll both earn a point for your team." Kris told them.
The next two up also shared a fear. Olivia and Isaac. The two were treated to an incredibly old and rusty plane that looked like it should never be allowed to be in the air for a second. Its wings were held together by duct tape. Olivia and Isaac gasped as the door to the plane creaked open and revealed Lunchlady to be the flyer, while dressed like a classic 1930's aviatrix. Complete with a brown pilot cap, goggles, a dark brown bomber jacket, a white scarf, tan jodhpurs, and knee-high brown boots.
The two aerophobics very reluctantly stepped into the plane. Lunchlady didn't give the two a chance to back out as she closed and locked up the door, and quickly got the shaky plane into the air, treating Olivia and Isaac to one of the most terrifying flying experiences ever.
Harriet went to the communal bathroom with a magazine in hand. She went inside one of the stalls and about to drop her pants when she heard the sound of quiet footsteps. "I was afraid this day would come." Harriet thought, then slowly put her hand into her pocket. "That's why I trained for this."
Harriet opened the stall and said. "You three should know something..." Harriet spoke up making the ninjas raise an eyebrow, their eyes being the only thing not covered by their black outfits. "Just because I said I fear ninjas, it doesn't mean I won't face them in a battle." The ninjas all flinched as Harriet suddenly pulled out a pair of nunchucks and started twirling them around until-
TWACK!
Harriet got hit on the face and fell into the toilet, earning no points but awkward stares from the ninjas.
"Alright LeShawn, are you ready?" Kris asked LeShawn as she gestured to an opened-up box next to him. The perfect size for LeShawn to lay down in. And currently, LeShawn is only wearing his pants, showing off his muscular fat barechest. His shirt, necklace and sandals having been removed per orders by Kris. Although the hostess did give him clear hardware glasses to wear.
Harriet secretly took pictures of the shirtless and barefoot LeShawn with her iPhone.
"C-C-Can you at least explain to me w-what the hell it i-is I'm gonna be doing?" LeShawn stuttered fearfully. The boy with a tude scared out of his mind to how Kris is gonna exploit his arachnophobia.
"Sure!" Kris shrugged as she pointed to the box. "You're challenge is to lay down inn that box for one minute..." Billy then lifted up a cardboard box that sounds like it had something crawling around inside. A lot of things crawling around inside of it. "With 50 daddy long leg spiders crawling all over you!"
LeShawn paled as he laid down in the box right as Kris explained the thing about the daddy longlegs. 50 spiders with incredible longlegs walking all over him for a minute... it was LeShawn's worst nightmare come true. "You'll be okay, LeShawn!" Glen's voice spoke up and reassured him. "They're daddy longlegs! They can't hurt you!"
"Easy for you to say, boy!" LeShawn screamed in absolute fear. "You're not the one that's gonna have 50 of those little monsters crawling around all over you!"
"You ready?" Kris asked with a grin still on her face. With Billy standing next to her with a box of spiders in his hands.
"HELL NO!" LeShawn yelled.
"Great!" Kris then lift off the lid of the cardboard box. "Release the spiders!"
"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!" LeShawn screamed as 50 daddy longlegs were dumped all over him. He was forced to keep his mouth shut to make sure none of these creepy crawlies get in his mouth.
But LeShawn was shaking more than a chihuahua in the winter as he felt all 400 legs crawing over his body. He tries his best to keep himself from standing up and running away from these things as fast as he could... but eventually a few ended up crawing on the goggles he was wearing, giving LeShawn a near point blank view of them.
This was the last straw as LeShawn let out another ear-piercing and glass-breaking scream as he bolted up from the box, jumped out, and ran away as fast as he could, a few daddy longlegs still clinging onto him. "I CAN FEEL THEM GETTING INTO MY PANTS! GET EM OFF ME!" All of his teammates gasped, with the exception of Heath who facepalmed, as Kris checked her stopwatch. "Not even 10 seconds. That's just sad."
After LeShawn's fail, the score was still tied one-to-one. Next up is yet another Screaming Gopher, Heath.
Both teams are in the stands of the theater where the talent show occurred, now watching Heath facing his fear. On one end of the stage was a shaking Heath and on the other is a large sumo wrestler.
The sumo screamed and ran towards Heath at full force. With his quick thinking, Heath held his leg out in front of the sumo's feet. The sumo tripped over Heath's foot and was sent bouncing away. Heath sighed in great relief and dropped to the floor, having earned his team a second point 2-0.
"Heath stepped up to the plate, scoring the Gophers their second point on the board." Kris commented.
Meanwhile, the plane Olivia and Isaac were in flew above everyone with their screams being heard. One of its landing gears came off as they flew upside down.
"Bridgette began her six hours of solitude in the woods feeling pretty confident." Kris commented.
Bradley is sitting on a log in the middle of the forest. "I'm not scared. Six hours out here is nothing!"
He suddenly hears chittering. He looked down to see a cute little chipmunk near his right foot. "CHIPMUNK!" Bradley screamed and kicked it.
The chipmunk splash down at the lake, near the beach where a mock grave was made as a bunch of sand was dug up with a stone resembling a grave stone place in front of the hole with a timer on it set to five minutes. In the hole was a glass box with Glen lying down inside. Standing around him are Kris, Trisha and a few other campers, and Billy holding a shovel.
Trisha was looking down at him and reassured the terrified goth. "There's enough air for an hour." Trisha said as Billy proceed to bury Glen with sand. "You only need to do five minutes."
"As long as we decided to dig you up." Kris joked while Billy placed more sand on top of Glen's box.
"Not funny, Kris!" Glen snapped at the hostess.
"Sheesh." Kris rolled her eyes a bit. "Take a pill."
"I'll be listening the whole time." Trisha told Glen as she gave him a walkie talkie which is connected to the one Trisha has. "Just yell for me if you panic and I'll have you dig right up."
"Goodbye, cruel world!" Glen grimly said as Trisha closed up the glass box completely.
Once again everyone was gathered up at the theater with DJ on stage. In front of her was a table that had a little terrarium on it that contained a snake that was olny a few inches long. DJ was shaking a bit as Denica clapped and encouraged her. "Hey, you can do this, big girl!" The punk girl cheered the tall girl on.
DJ continued to stare down at the tiny snake which was actually smiling at her. Both were completely still until... the snake blinked. "Ahh!" DJ squealed in fright as she backed away. "It blinked!"
"It means he likes you!" Sam reassured DJ.
"It's the smallest snake ever, DJ!" Curtis yelled at DJ. "Come on!"
"But it's slimy and scaly! Slithery!" DJ listed all the reasons why she doesn't like snakes.
"We need this point, DJ! And you need to face your fears at some point, it might as well be today! So suck it up!" Curtis sternly tells DJ, making their teammates stare at him. "What? We're heading back to Loserville, people."
DJ took in Courtis' words. He was right. It's only a little snake and she's got to face it. So DJ muster up her courage and put her finger inside the terrarium. After a second or two, she felt the snake slither onto her arm, and brought it closer to her. She can't help but admit that the little snake looks adorable.
Everyone cheered as DJ earned a point 2-1 for their team as Curtis crossed his arms and nodded his head. "See?" The CIT told her teammates. "Fear is only in the mind."
Back at the beach, Glen is still buried under the sand with three minutes left on the timer. Trisha was laying down right next to the fake grave with her walkie talkie in her hand. "You still alive in there?" Trisha spoke into the walkie talkie. "Only three more minutes."
"And then you'll have me dig up, right?" Glen quickly asked, his tone frightened and showed how freaked out he is.
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. I promise." Trisha reassured the goth in a calm tone.
"I need some kind of distraction!" Glen told Trisha while taking deep breaths. "Tell me a story! Um, why do you hate mimes so much?"
Trisha sighed, but decided to explain if it'll help calm down Glen. "My dad took me to this carnival once when I was four," Trisha began telling her story, "so I could see the elephants. I was stoked!"
"Yeah?!" Glen fearfully let out as he could from his point-of-view was the sand he was buried in, making everyone very dark inside the glass. He really needs this distraction.
"I was so busy watching them that I lost him for a minute." Trisha continued. "I called out, but when I turned, all I could see was the horrible white face with black lips pretending to be me! I screamed and tried to run, but every time I turned around, he was there, doing this creepy fake run and scream routine!" Just then, Trisha felt someone poking her shoulder. Looking back, and doing a cclassic invisible box routine, Trisha came face-to-face with her worsst fear... a mine.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" Trisha shrieked, dropping her walkie talkie and ran away from the mime who's quickly chasing after her.
"Trisha? Trisha?!" Glen called out worriedly, since he heard Trisha scream and then silence.
"Leave me alone, you freak!" Trisha screamed. She and the mime ran past Kris and the other contestants as the hostess called to Trisha with a megaphone. "Just talk to him, bra, and ask him to go away!" She then checks her watch. "Okay then, we've got two minutes before Glen's done. Cady, you're up."
Three full trashcans are tied to together by rope. Flies are buzzing around them, and a beeping clock is attached to them. Red and green wires are connected to them.
"All right, Cady." Kris said. "This garbage bomb's going off in exactly ten minutes. Everything you need to know to diffuse it is on these schematic blueprints."
"What?! No way! I can't do this!" Cady panicked.
"Then uh," Kris laughs, "I suggest you find a safe place to hide, brah. Later, dudette."
"Wait. You're not gonna watch?" Cady exclaimed.
"No way! That's a live bomb, dudette!" Kris ran off.
Trisha thought she lost the mime, but he popped up right in front of her. "Aaahh!" She continues running.
But soon she stopped and pants for air. The mime stopped too, and pretended to climb over a wall. "There's no wall there, man!" Trisha yelled in horror. "Stop being creepy!" The mime continues "climbing".
The next contestant to face their fear is none other than Denica. A few of the Killer Bass were there to watch Denica, with Curtis next to her, was looking right in front of her... was a life-sized cardboard cutout of Enrique Iglesias.
"How did you manage to find one, dude?!" Denica asked, frozen in place.
"I've searched through every storage and warehouses. You'll be surprised what people collect if you know where to look." Kris explained.
"Come on, Denica. He's a good-looking guy." Curtis reassured the punk girl in a gentle tone.
"Just one hug and you're done." Kris said with the snap of her fingers.
"T-That looks really... real, man." Denica spoke to Curtis in a fearful tone.
"Girl, he's made of cardboard! Get in the game!" Taylor said.
"Hey." Curtis put a reassuring hand on Denica's shoulder. "It's okay if you can't do it."
Denica sighs. "All right... I'll try."
"You can do this!" Curtis encouraged.
"Okay! Okay!" Denica hugs the cutout.
(Suddenly the song "Hero" by Enrique Iglesias is playing in the background.)
"Woohoo!" DJ, Georgia, Sam, and Taylor cheered.
"Denica! You're the greatest!" Curtis exclaimed, giving Denica a hug.
"Ha! I did it!" Denica hollered. Curtis realize he's hugging Denica and lets go of her.
(Music stops abruptly)
DJ and Georgia continue cheering. The score is now dead even 2-2.
Already hyperventilating, Trisha jumped off the dock into the water.
The mime looked down at Trisha. The guitar girl saw that the mime hadn't jumped after her, and pumped her fist. "Woohoo! Hahaha! What's the matter, mime? Can't swim?"
To her horror, the mime took a deep breath and prepared to dive. "Stop!" Trisha called. "Uh... Your makeup will run!" The mime nodded sadley, admitting defeat. Trisha cheered, "Take that you makeup-wearing freak!"
"Nicely played, Trisha." Kris told her clapping. The Badgers' earns another point 3-2, putting them on the lead again. Kris shuddered at the passing mime. "Unfortunately, I don't think things are going quite so smoothly for our party girl, Georgia." Kris said, holding up a controller.
Georgia is resting on a beach chair and crossed her legs when she suddenly heard thunder rumbling.
A small dark cloud slowly hovers above Georgia and beads of hail starts dropping on her. Georgia screamed and ran, with the little cloud following her.
She ran past Heath, LeShawn, Bert, and a half-naked Lenny. "Aww, look!" The blonde knucklehead said. "That cloud is following her like a lost puppy! I want one too! Here, cloudy cloud!"
Georgia ran past Glen's fake grave, which had about 40 seconds left.
Trisha stands next to Kris. "Can you make the cloud go lower and pelt her harder?"
"You are one sick dudette." The hostess complimented. "But yeah."
Georgia screamed now that the cloud cover her entire head.
"Aw, that's awesome." Trisha giggled, then frowned. "Hey, do you ever feel like you've forgotten something?"
"Sometimes. I usually ignore it and the feeling goes away." The hostess replied. "Watch this. I'm gonna bury her in hail!"
"Bury! Aw, crap! Glen!" Trisha panicked and ran back to where Glen was buried.
Bradley is still in the woods, taking a walk. "Okay. Okay, okay. Brad, you can do this." Looks at his watch. "Only... four hours and fifteen minutes to go!" A bird squawks loudly. "Oh, don't even bother trying to freak me out, bogus producer people! It won't work!"
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
Bradley just heard an explosion from the distance. Kris, Trisha and Billy, who is currently digging up Glen, also heard it.
"What was that?" Trisha asked.
"If I had to guess, I'd say Cady just blew himself up." Kris answered as she looks at smoking coming from behind the trees.
Cady is singed and covered in trash, impairing his vision. "Oops. Is anyone here? Huh. Anyone?" She chuckled nervously as she wanders through the woods. "Boys? Anyone?!"
Back at the beach, Billy has uncovered Glen's glass box.
"Glen! You did it!" Trisha exclaimed as she jumped into the hole and opened up the box. Glen responded by throwing his walkie talkie at Trisha who quickly dodged it. "Hey!" Trisha sees that Glen was glaring at her.
"Where the hell did you go?! You left me alone! I was in there for a lot longer than I should have! I thought I was really gonna die in there! What the (BLEEP)'s wrong with you?!" Glen yelled at the girl. Trisha winced, having never seen Glen this mad before. She pointed in the direction she came from. Glen, eager to get the hell out of the grave, stood up and looked to where Trisha was pointing, and saw the mime walking away. "Oh..."
"I'm really sorry, Glen. Kris gave me a surprise attack, and I got distracted." Trisha explained, as tears are welling up in her eyes. She then wrapped her arms around Glen as soon as he stepped out of the hole. "Please don't hate me for this."
This made Glen blushed a little, the girl he's crushing on has her arms around him. This also made him feel a little guilty for yelling at her. It's not like she intended to leave him in there. It wasn't her fault, it's just one of Kris' sick jokes. He just sighs and puts his arms around her in return, and said, "It's okay Trisha, I'm sorry for yelling at you. But next time I get buried alive, please stay with me." He never wants to go through all that again.
"Deal." Trisha said with sincerity in her voice. At the very least, Glen earned another point for the Gophers 4-2.
"He's all right!" Kris yelled out. "He's all right!"
The plane landed, and Olivia and Isaac quickly jumped out.
"Ha! We did it!" Isaac rejoiced.
Lunchlady Hatchet got out of the plane herself. Then the wings fell off.
Isaac and Olivia are kissing the ground. Earning two points for the Screaming Gophers 6-2.
CONFESSIONAL - BRADLEY
"Actually, I'd like to thank the producers for making me face my fear. I'm proud of myself. There's really nothing to be afraid of."
A screaming Bradley ran from the sight of a moaning trash monster (Cady), which then tripped on a log.
Their six hours are up and both earned a point for their teams.
"We did it! We made it through the whole day!" Lenny cheered. "Can we have our clothes back?"
Lunchlady Hatchet throws them their clothes. After putting them back on, the two boys suddenly realize something's off with them.
"Wow, I must be losing a lot of weight!" Lenny exclaimed, as he's wearing Sam's clothes which just hang loosely on him. Then he noticed the clothing Sam has on is really tight on him. "And you must have put on a few more pounds, Sam."
"Actually, I think we're wearing each other's clothes." Sam stated.
"Oh." Lenny saw what Sam means. They each earned a point for their respective teams, now 7-3.
Both teams are at a livestock fence. Kris says, "All right gang. We're in the ninth inning. Taylor, for your challenge, you need to get into this pen for three minutes with these chickens."
Kris opens up a box containing a hen and two baby chicks.
"You can do it, Taylor!" Bradley encouraged.
"Yeah. Unless, of course, you're chicken." Denica teased.
Taylor is way beyond "chicken", she's now in a fetal position shaking. "I'm not sure we're getting anywhere on this one." Kris said.
"Taylor, this is the last challenge! Quit being such a girl! You have to do this or we're going to lose!" Curtis said.
"Actually, if you do the math, you can't possibly win." Cady explained as she's using a calculator. "The score is seven to three."
"Weeeeeeell, not necessarily." Kris said, getting confused looks from the contestants. "We've got one more challenge set up."
"Who? It can't be me." Curtis said as he looked around and saw all eyes on him. "But I didn't..."
"You didn't have to. We're always watching you and your reactions!" Kris revealed, causing Curtis' eyes to slowly widened.
"I knew it! Told you guys they were eavesdropping!" Lenny stated. "There better not be a camera under my blanket!"
"Oh, who cares? It's not going to make a difference." Curtis said.
"Let's make this interesting, then. I'll give you triple points if you can complete it." Kris offered.
Kris led Curtis and everyone else to a 50-foot-high dive... right into a pool of green gelatin. The same color of the desert Curtis violently rejected having last night.
The CIT froze in fear and gulped as Lunchlady is stirring the gelatin to make sure it's soft enough.
"You're afraid of jelly?" Denica chuckled.
"Shut up!" Curtis snapped at the punk girl. "Only the green kind! It's like sugary, jiggly snot!"
"You can face your fear and dive straight into this pool of jelly, or let your team lose yet another challenge." Kris said.
Curtis sighs and started climbing. "This is insane! I could seriously die doing this!"
"Oh, that is just cruel!" Glen cringed at the situation Curtis was put it. "It's probably warm by now. Warm, green jelly! Snotty, bouncy, ugh!"
"You're not going to make me quit!" Curtis snapped at Glen as he kept climbing.
"That's it, keep climbing!" Denica encouraged.
"She's just trying to psych you out!" Bradley told Curtis.
"Like you said, Curtis! It's okay if you can't do it!" Denica reassured the CIT.
"It is. But we'll lose!" Bradley said.
"Ooh..." Curtis takes a deep breath, then... "I can't do it. I'm coming down!"
The Screaming Gophers cheer, since this means that they won again.
"Then there you have it." Kris announced. "The Gophers win invincibility this week. Again."
CONFESSIONAL - CURTIS
"I feel so humiliated. How could I be so weak? I deserve to go home!" Curtis whimpered before he took his head, trying to get his usual attitude back. "No! Get ahold of yourself, Curtis! Show some confidence!" But then he started to cry, and then smacked himself.
Olivia took off her clothes, leaving only her bra and panties, and climbed into the gelatin. "You were right, Glen." she chuckled. "It is warm." Then she slowly sinks to the bottom.
It was time for yet another dramatic bonfire ceremony. Once again, it was time for the Killer Bass to send one of their own home. Forever. Harriet, Georgia, DJ, Denica, and Sam had all received a marshmallow.
"There are only two marshmallows left on this plate." Kris said, with the three remaining campers looking nervously at each other and the hostess. "The three of you did not complete your challenges today. One of you is going home tonight and cannot return. Ever. The next name I'm gonna call... is... Bradley." The blond surfer eased up as he went up to get his marshmallow.
Curtis and Taylor slowly looked at each other. Nervous expressions on their faces. Both arguably had the biggest fails amongst their team. Taylor freaking out over a few chickens and Curtis ultimately costing his team the game. "The final marshmallow of the night goes to... Curtis."
"You'll get that chicken next time, dude." Denica said.
Taylor slumped towards the Dock of Shame.
"Looks like a new pecking order has been established here." Kris said.
"It's not like who could cry... fowl." Denica said.
"Time for Taylor too... fly the coop." Georgia said.
"She won't be flying high tonight, bra." Bradley said.
"Okay, that's enough!" Curtis yelled.
"Taylor?" Taylor turned around and saw that Lenny had called to her. The blond meathead smiled at the sporty girl and said. "When this is all over... you wanna go out sometime?"
Taylor's face quickly turned to a face as she eagerly nodded. "I'll be counting the days." Lenny smiled and then looked with a frown as Taylor walked away to the dock, sighing as he saw the Boat of Losers carrying Taylor away from the island.
As Taylor left on the boat, she smiled and was hopeful of being with Lenny soon, but then her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of clucking. Eyes widen with shock, she looked to her sides, to see the boat was full of chickens, causing her to scream.
CONFESSIONAL - LENNY
Lenny sighed. "I'll never forget out time together Tina– uh, Taylor! See ya!"
Author's Notes:
I thought it makes sense for the cardboard cutout to be a male singer, and Enrique Iglesias was the one who popped into my head. Even if he's not a big a deal nowadays as he was in the 90's and 2000's. Hence, Heath's questioning his relevancy. I'm keeping the time period of this fanfic as ambiguous as possible despite a few anachronisms.
I don't think I need to explain what Lenny was alluding to. I think I painted a vivid enough picture.
I made Bert not-so-willing to face his fears, until Heath and Lenny's teasing gave him the push.
Chef Hatchet dressed like a stewardess in the canon episode. But here, I went the other way and had Lunchlady dress like Amelia Earhart.
LeShawn's challenge is similar to Leshawna's in Ninjamon1228's Total Drama/Loud House crossover fanfic Total Loud Island.
I decided to make the blonde intern who resembles a prototype version of Tyler to be Kris' "main intern" in this fanfic, and possibly any other sequels I might write.
I don't know if iPhones were as advanced during the mid-to-late 2000's as they are now. But Harriet's definitely has a camera. Like I said, a few anachronisms.
The part where "Hero" is playing, it only plays the lyrics:
I can be your hero, baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forev-
The song cuts abruptly when Curtis realize he's hugging Denica. If this was an actual show, "Hero" would play in the credits of this episode.
I thought I give Taylor a break here, giving her happier ending than her male counterpart in the canon episode.