"Previously on Total Drama Ultimate: With Chef and I off the island to shoot a separate project, the campers were left on the island by themselves for a day off from any challenges. Everyone took the time to relax and unwind. New friendships were born like that of Scott and Devin and reborn friendships hung out more like Scott and Dawn. While talking to Scott, Dawn began hearing voices in her head and it turns out the Mike's personalities were talking inside of her head. She was able to safely hypnotize Manitoba, Chester, Vito, and Svetlana back into his head with Mal being gone for good! Carrie and Devin also took this time to focus on their relationship more with Devin providing Carrie with cute memories of their childhood. Somehow, I don't think that I could even split them up. Another romantic moment happened when Cody told Sierra about his lov- sorry, likeness for her. Officially marking their relationship which was quite unexpected. Heather and Eva began plotting against Lindsay, trying to get the dumb blond to admit on a secret tape that she faked her memory loss, but no matter how hard Heather tried, she couldn't get her to crack. When I returned, I had each team vote off a player from the game! Everyone scrambled to get votes situated and in the end, Cody and Zoey were voted off from the game, with Eva and Blaineley being really close to the boot. Like so close it saddens me that they're still here. Anyway, what will I have in store for today's game-threatening 2 part challenge? Will anybody find it to actually be fair? Who knows? You'll just have to stay tuned to see what the challenge is! Right here, right now! On Total… Drama… ULTIMATE!"
Theme Song (Chapter 10)
Chris had finally begun construction on his new house. Was it unnecessary? Yes. Does Chris have enough money to afford big unnecessary things? No. But he did anyway.
"Once the boss man gets here, he'll have a contract for you to sign and we can officially start." The man said, wearing a vest and a hard hat. "But, we can start moving materials out of our trucks and get our site ready for building."
"That's great!" Chris exclaimed. "What's your name again?"
"Gerald." He responded.
"Well Gerald, I appreciate your hard work and your warm smile."
"Thank you, sir." Gerald thanked. "You know, I've read articles online about you and they all say that you're a total douchebag! But they must be wrong!"
"They're correct." Chris grinned. "You just caught me at my good hour."
Gerald gulped. "Uhm…"
"Now stop yapping and get to work! I want this house built in two days." Chris demanded.
"It'll take us a week to build this house." Gerald told him. "That's only if we have a perfectly smooth week with no weather problems, on site accidents, and extra supply trips."
"I don't care." Chris told him. "Two days or else I'll fire you."
Gerald watched Chris walk away. "What a jerk."
Sierra Confessional:
"My boyfriend is gone! And it has only been 21 hours, 34 minutes, and 8 seconds since we've started dating! But I know Cody wants me to fight for the win and that's exactly what I'm going to do! Sierra doesn't allow people to step all over her!"
"How are you feeling?" Mike asked as Sierra sat across from him in the Main Lodge.
"Sad." Sierra replied, resting her head on the table.
"It can't be all bad." Mike said.
"But I love Cody! And he only likes me! What if he loses interest?" Sierra asked, still laying her head on the table.
"Cody won't lose interest!" Mike exclaimed. "I'm sure these feelings have been in his heart for a long time and this was his first chance to express them."
"Yeah? So?" Sierra asked.
"This means that he's relieved to get his feelings out. There's no way he's going to express himself and then shut his feelings down in a matter of weeks."
Sierra picked her head up and looked up at him. "You're right! But I still miss him."
"Moping isn't going to help anything." Mike stated. "It's fine to miss him, but you need to get yourself together and focus!"
"Are you sure?" Sierra asked.
"Sierra, you tanked in All Stars. This is your redemption to really do it for Cody! You have this game in your soul, you know everyone inside and out! Use that to your advantage."
"I guess that is true…"
"Not only that, and no offense to this comment, but you're truly smarter than you look! So you can cling on to somebody and use them."
"Well I'm not much of a user." Sierra responded. "But you have good ideas."
"Yeah, I want to help you out since I got Cody eliminated and now I feel bad."
"Excuse me?" Sierra asked. "You voted out Cody?"
"Yeah, so did Sammy, Harold, and Lindsay." Mike said.
Mike Confessional:
"Of course I couldn't keep my big mouth shut. Even though it's not right, I had to throw the others under the bus as well because I know Sierra is going to start gunning for me now."
"But it was all purely strategic and we didn't do it with any malice!" Mike added. "We also didn't think about the effect it may have on you."
"Clearly." Sierra scoffed. "But since you gave me some game advice and relationship advice, I'll let it slide."
"Is there a catch?" Mike asked.
Sierra nodded. "We should start an alliance and you can't say no."
Mike stuck his hand out to shake hands. "Deal."
Sierra smiled and shook his hand. "Good."
Sierra Confessional:
"I will still get my revenge for my CodyKins! Mike just made a big mistake."
Bridgette, Trent, Gwen, and Harold sat together on the Main Lodge porch.
"So I'm actually really excited for this project I'm working on!" Trent exclaimed. "I have some lyrics to a song that I'm writing for a friend."
"Who is the friend?" Bridgette asked.
"Dawn." Trent responded. "She wanted me to write her a song for her to sing to Sammy. She gave me some ideas to write about and it's coming out pretty well."
"What do you have so far?" Harold questioned.
"Just the first verse and chorus." Trent said, taking a paper from his pocket. "I have yet to think of a melody."
"If you ever want a killer beat, let me know." Harold said.
"I appreciate the offer, but I was thinking of the song to be a slow ballad." Trent said.
"Can I read the lyrics?" Gwen asked.
"Sure." Trent responded, handing her the sheet. "The song is called Perfect."
Gwen read the lyrics out loud. "I know what's in your mind, trust me I really do. It's almost like the heavy winds blew me right toward you. And I don't know how to say this, it was an abnormal feeling. Your aura pressed against mine, a simultaneous healing."
"That's cute!" Bridgette exclaimed. "That would make for a better pop sound than a ballad."
"There's more." Trent said.
Gwen continued reading. "I had my emotions tucked away, deep down in a cave. I don't wanna sound cliche, but I've got to say…"
"Then it leads into the chorus." Trent said. "It's really soft, lyrically."
"You're perfect for me. Our hearts meet in destiny. Like a bird I'm flying free. No tears in my eyes with thee. You're perfect for me. Together we're complete. Can you handle the heat? You're honey and I'm bee. You're perfect for me. Perfect for me."
"The last two lines are to fade into the instrumental as it carries on to verse 2." Trent said.
"That's really cool." Harold said. "It could also make a killer Drama Brothers track."
"I almost forgot about the Drama Brothers!" Gwen said. "You guys should try making more music."
"That would be fun, if the rest of the gang is up for it." Trent said.
"I'm down." Harold said. "That leaves Justin and Cody."
"Why don't you both start with song ideas and beats." Bridgette suggested. "You can get some demos written."
"That's not a bad idea." Harold nodded. "We could even have some of the girls offer background vocals."
"You could rename the band, The Drama Family." Gwen laughed.
Lindsay Confessional:
"Jazelle has no idea what has been going on with me. She's the new girl and we've rarely talked. She'll be perfect to team up with and we can get Heather out together."
"Jazelle? Are you here?" Lindsay asked, walking into the Eagle's cabin.
"Nope. Just Dawn and I." Jasmine responded.
"Oh. Do you know where I could find her?" Lindsay asked.
"The beach." Dawn responded. "She's doing her half hour of yoga a day there."
"Kk, thank you!" Lindsay thanked, leaving the cabin.
"I feel bad for her." Jasmine said. "Her memory loss has really taken a toll on her."
"I don't." Dawn responded. "She's been faking this whole time for sympathy points. Her big and extravagant ideas made Emma mad and eventually made her controlling side even worse. That's why Emma was so quick to try to take control of this team, which led to her elimination. So in a way, Lindsay got what she wanted."
"Huh?" Jasmine asked.
"What? Wait, was that out loud?" Dawn questioned.
Jasmine laughed. "Yeah, it was. But did Lindsay really fake it all?"
Dawn nodded. "Absolutely, but that's her tactic I suppose."
Lindsay walked up to Jazelle, who was doing some yoga stretches on the beach.
"Hey… Jazelle? Is it?" Lindsay asked.
"Yes, my name is Jazelle." She responded.
"Okay, I wanted to thank you for saving my life and all." Lindsay said. "Your help was very much appreciated."
"No problem." Jazelle said, switching yoga positions. "Anything else?"
"I was thinking about an alliance?" Lindsay suggested. "I don't know, it could be nice."
Jazelle closed her eyes and thought about it for a moment. "Sure, I guess. But we're on different teams you know."
"I know." Lindsay responded. "But we can still work together."
Jazelle nodded. "Okay, well I'll see you around."
Jazelle Confessional:
"I've lost Lightning in the game due to Blaineley, so I need to start scoping out other alliances. Luckily I seem to have Dawn, Bridgette, and Lindsay on my side. I guess I'll make do with what I have."
A man knocked on the door of the Main Lodge, wearing a black and white tux with laid back grey hair.
Blaineley opened the door, with her being the only one inside the lodge. "Can I help you?"
"Um yes, I'm looking for a… Chris McLean." He said reading off of his paper.
"Why are you looking for him?" Blaineley asked.
"I have two contracts for him to sign." The man said. "One for ownership of the new house and the other one so we can begin building."
An idea shot to Blaineley's brain at the speed of a bullet being fired. "Well I'm his personal assistant."
"Very well, can you direct me to him?" He asked.
"Chris McLean is a very busy man, my name is Mildred and I have been authorized to sign on behalf of Chris McLean." She said, leading him into the Main Lodge.
"Very well, then." The man said. "My name is Donald Richardson."
"Well, Richardson, just follow me to my office." Blaineley said.
She walked through the hallway and opened up a supply closet door.
"This is your office?" Richardson asked.
"Yes." Blaineley replied. "Chris is very low on personal budget after the hurricane crisis, so I'm gifting this house to him for a present. So he can't know I'm signing this paperwork."
"I understand you want this to be a surprise, but I need someone to pay with cash or check the money for supplies and the cost for our service."
"How much is the cost?" Blaineley asked, grabbing her checkbook from her bag.
"80,000 dollars. And since Chris is only renting this land, you'll have to pay the Island Distributor's fee. Which is an additional 5 thousand." Richardson stated.
"He's only renting on the island?" Blaineley asked.
"Yes ma'am, but if he were to buy it, nobody would have to pay a distributor's fee."
"How much is it to buy this island?" Blaineley asked.
"You can call the island distributor." He said.
Blaineley got out her phone and looked up the number. "Stay right here, Donald. Don't say a word."
Donald sat down on an old cooler as Blaineley turned the light off.
"Hey, this is Mildred, Chris McLean's assistant." Blaineley said. "We were looking into buying the island. How much would that cost? Mhm… okay so 3 million dollars? Okay well as his assistant, Chris trusts me to take ownership of Stalakanava. Yes. Okay, I'll have somebody run the money to you. Yes, document it under Mildred Stacey Andrews O'Halloran. Yes, uhuh. Okay, somebody will come with the money, is there an online contract I can fill out? Great! Just email it to me! Okay, bye."
Blaineley turned the light back on and retrieved her checkbook. "Okay, Richardson, I'm writing you 3 checks. One for 3 million dollars, one for 80,000 dollars, and one for 50,000."
"What is the third check for?" He asked.
"For you, to keep your lips shut and to not speak to Chris about this. Ever." Blaineley said.
"What if he gets suspicious?"
"Tell him that the paperwork was already completed beforehand when they had to rebuild the Main Lodge. And that the cost was taken from the AfterMath budget."
"You think he'll believe that?" He asked, looking at the checks.
Blaineley smirked. "I know he will. Call it a bribe or buyout, either way, Chris McLean still gets his gift. One way or another."
"Bribe?" Richardson asked.
"Because to keep this a… surprise silly." Blaineley answered.