"Last Time on Total Drama, the girls from the Purple Galaxy alliance decided to go all out and expand their alliance. They added contestants from both other teams and ended up with a variety of contestants in the PGA! But while the PGA was forming, Trent was deforming Duncan's face! *laughs* Duncan decided to put Gwen in the middle of an argument, and crossed a new side of Trent! The challenge was a simple lie detector. We'd ask the contestants a very personal question. If they lied about their answer, they lose a point! And with uneven teams, Kitty, Zoey, Jazelle, Heather, and Trent had to sit out. Let's summarize the challenge: Blaineley is 58 years old, Alejandro cheated on Heather with 15 girls and accidentally, a boy, Bridgette used to like DJ before she did Geoff, Gwen used to have a crush on Cody, Cody used to have a crush on Noah, Cameron used to like Bridgette, Sammy used to attempt murder against her sister, Dawn is depressed, and Duncan admitted that he like Gwen at the beginning of the season but he was dating Courtney. The winners were team Roosters with a full 8 points and the losers with the Catfish with a total of 4 points. Before the ceremony, Lightning, and Jazelle had a friendly conversation about... nothing important and Scott told Courtney that he was ready to give them a do-over! Little did Courtney know, that Jo and Sky were the puppet masters behind this plan! At the ceremony, Alejandro and Duncan were eliminated and while Alejandro was excited, Duncan was just MAD! The purple galaxy alliance just hit them both like a bus! Now we unleash the last double elimination today, and we'll see who falls under pressure. Can you spy the elimination contestants beforehand? Why am I using different versions of see? Visualize all of this coming up, right here, right now, on TOTAL... DRAMA... ULTIMATE!"

THEME SONG (Chapter 10)

Scott was tossing and turning in his sleep. His face had a look of displeasure as he grunted. He began tossing around a little more until he shot up from his bed. "I can't do this!"

He was drenched in sweat as he ran his fingers through his hair. He began to breathe heavy but noticed Mike waking up. He laid back down and went back to sleep

-Morning-

Harold walked into the kitchen, holding his elbow. He was greeted by Chef Hatchet.

"What do you want?" Chef barked.

"I scratched my elbow when..."

"Get outta here! I've seen WAR!"

DJ walked into the kitchen after Harold with a loaf of bread in his hands. "Good morning, Harold!"

Harold turned around to see him. "Good day, DJ! What do you have?"

"Raisin bread! I'm going to use it to make french toast."

"Awesome!" Harold said. "Hey, could you help me out?"

DJ went into the kitchen and placed the bread on the counter. "Yeah, what do you need?"

"I left my first aid kit at home, and I have a scratch on my elbow."

"Ouch, let me go get one," DJ said as he went to the supply room, behind the kitchen. He came back with the first aid kit. "Knock yourself out!"

Harold took the first aid kit. "Thanks! You know I used to be in scouts."

"I'm pretty sure Shawn was too," DJ mentioned. "Same troop?"

"No! By far, not."

"Wait, so if you're in scouts, you're first aid trained. Right?" DJ asked

"Not all of us are exactly first aid trained, but yes, I am."

"That's impressive," DJ commented. "How come you don't show your team what you can do?"

"You saw what happened with Shawn. His team booted him for being good at something survival-based." Harold noted handing DJ the first aid kit.

"Nah man, you can put that in your team's cabin. In fact, I think I'm going to get some fresh air and take one to the other teams."

Harold smiled. "Great talking to you, DJ! Have a good day."

"You too," DJ said as he went to the back.

Harold ran into Heather at the door.

"Let me hold that for you, m'lady,"

Heather smiled and rolled her eyes. "Your lady says thank you." She said as she walked into the kitchen. "See ya."

"Why say see ya when we haven't talked yet?" DJ asked with the first aid kits in our hands.

"I was talking to Harold, actually," Heather explained. "What are those for?"

"These? These are first aid kits. You use them if you get hurt to make yourself feel better."

Heather crossed her arms. "Very funny DJ!"

"I'm taking one to each team. Wanna come with me?"

Heather smiled. "What about breakfast?"

"Only for winners, Heather," DJ stated.

"Yeah, but I'm your favorite. Wait... I'm your favorite, right?"

"Well, the thing about that is... I don't have a favorite."

"But you always hit me up with something to eat!"

"True... hey do you just use me for food?"

"Well, the thing about that is..."

"Ha Ha!" DJ sarcastically laughed. "Come on, I'll make you french toast."

Heather squealed. "Yay!"

"So, pretty big moment for you, huh?" DJ asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Alejandro is gone! You must be really happy."

"Oh, extremely! Duncan is gone too. But he wouldn't shut up about Courtney."

"That sucks, at least it wasn't too bad of an exit."

"Didn't you hear?" Heather asked as she sat on the stool and DJ entered the kitchen.

"Hear what?"

"About Trent and Duncan?"

"Just tell the dang story."

Heather shook her head. "Okay, so Duncan kept whining about Courtney and it was getting really annoying. Trent said something along the lines about how Duncan isn't that big of a victim when he did the same thing in World Tour."

"Right..."

"So after Duncan said something bad about Gwen, Trent beat his ass!"

"What? But Trent is the nicest!"

"Well, I thought you were the nicest, but anyway, that happened."

"I'm glad you're not putting yourself into drama," DJ said as he dipped the bread into the egg wash.

"Yeah, I'm working hard on not doing that. How have you been?"

"I've been nice, it does get kinda lonely in here though."

"Want help?" Heather asked.

"You wanna make french toast? I never thought of you as a cook."

"I'm independent. Sure when I get older I want 5-star chefs to cook for me. But by then I'll be rich and famous. Maybe you can work for me! As my private chef."

"Yeah, okay!" DJ said with a chuckle "If you wanna come in here and help, get in here and wash up."

Heather smiled. "If you make my food, I'll make yours."

"I'm scared." DJ retorted jokingly.

Scott knocked on the girl's cabin.

"Hey, Scott!" Sammy greeted. "Courtney is over there."

"Jo! We need to talk." Scott said.

Jo got up and walked towards him. "Don't you order me around, farm boy!"

Jo and Scott walked out of the cabin.

"I'm scared! I don't know if I can pull through with this plan."

"Keep it together, Scott!" Jo ordered. "You can't wuss out now! Just hang in there."

"But I had a dream about Courtney. We got married an-"

"I don't care about what you dreamt! If you don't come through with this, I and Sky will come for YOU and then deal with Courtney on our own! Are we clear?"

Scott gulped. "Crystal."

Jo Confessional:

"Scott is going down if he messes with our plan!"

Sammy and Dawn walked out of the cabin.

"Hey, guys!" Dawn greeted. "Beautiful day huh?"

"Yeah, it's... darling," Jo said.

Dawn began to cry again. "I know, you guys probably don't care."

Sammy rubbed Dawn's back. "Wanna head to the kitchen?"

Dawn nodded her head and began to cry into Sammy's chest.

"Hey, I can promise that you'll figure this out," Sammy said as she put her arm over Dawn's shoulder.

"You mean we?"

Sammy smiled, "Yeah, we'll figure it out. Together. I want you to know that I'll be here for you."

Dawn sniffled a bit. "You mean it?"

"I promise!" Sammy answered.

They had reached the kitchen as Sammy opened the door for Dawn.

Heather and DJ looked over at them.

"Hey!" DJ greeted. "Is everything okay?"

Dawn smiled. "Uh... yeah!"

Sammy looked over at them. "She's going through a deep emotional state, so I'm trying to clear her mind."

"That's sweet," Heather said. "Want to join us?"

Dawn and Sammy nodded.

"That would be great," Dawn answered as they sat down.

"Want some french toast?" DJ asked.

"It's probably best if I don't cure my emotions with sweets. An apple would be great." Dawn said.

DJ looked over to Sammy

"I wou-" She began.

"She would love some, it used to be a special breakfast her mom used to cook her while she was sick."

Sammy gasped then smiled. "Yes, please."

"I'll go get you some," DJ said leaving the girls alone.

"So, when did you two start dating?" Heather asked.

"Oh, we're not dating," Dawn answered. "We're just really good friends."

"Oh, well I wish I had a healthy friendship like that."

"What about DJ?" Sammy asked. "You guys are so close, I thought you were dating."

"Us? Together? No way! We're just really... good friends." Heather responded.

"Well, I guess we're all just great friends," Dawn said smiling.