Day 22, 11:00 AM
Hospital
Blaineley walked into a large room, filled with hospital beds. Every single one of the remaining contestants filled the beds up as they had themselves in a peaceful slumber, one that might take a while for them to wake up.
A day has passed since Therion quitted the competition for various reasons and the contestants were all informed that they will be taken to some sort of therapy session to calm their minds. So they spent the previous day acting as if it were a completely normal day outside of the competition. This was just some sort of embellishment.
"So… how are they?" asked Blaineley. There were a few doctors in the room, as well as some nurses and psychiatrists in case anything goes wrong.
"Surprisingly, they have been coping up pretty well." said a physiatrist who kept on checking her clipboard every now and then. "It's good that you gave them a full day or two to calm themselves down. For some people it would take a week to qualm themselves but these children have been doing pretty well."
"Oh, what a relief, that's good to hear." Blaineley sighed in relief. She widens her eyes as she remembers Topher who was in another room. "Thanks for everything, I'll try and check them later."
"No problem."
Blaineley rushed out of the room to look for the room where the other host was being treated. As she opened the door carefully, she could see that the rest of the hosts were present in the room as well, just doing their own thing.
"So how were they?" Don asked the hostess.
"They said that they were coping up really well." Blaineley answered. "Though I'm not too sure if we can continue the show while everyone is at a rough spot right now."
"Maybe give it a week." Brea suggested, not looking up to the rest of the others. "I know a week is not enough but cancelling the whole show will just put everything at stake. And as far as I am concerned, the prize isn't even kept in the theater so that should be a plus at least."
"We should also give everyone a break from the cameras." Don added, gesturing to the cameramen. The cameraman he was pointing at went red on the face before turning off the camera he was holding. "Yeah, at least give everyone some privacy away from the cameras. For at least a week."
"Got it…" Rosa the camerawoman gulped as the screen faded to black.
One week later… (Day 29)
Fresh Ent. - Cafeteria
Chef was on the scene, pushing a food cart towards a table. Seated on said table were the remaining thirteen contestants who noticeably seemed a lot better in terms of condition compared to the shenanigans that happened merely a week ago.
"Bon appetit." he stated blandly as he served a plate for every person seated, careful to not accidentally spill anything in the process.
Misha heaved up a scoff, followed by a chuckle. "You cooked this?"
"No." Chef quickly answered the question as he shook his head. "I'm not the one assigned to cook here, you know. Besides, it's a simple breakfast. You maggots should eat up by now because we will have a challenge."
Ryder looked as if he was not having it. "Wait, so after all the fucked up shit we've been through these past few days, we are still going to continue on with the show?"
"Apparently, yes." Blaineley's voice rang from the other side of the cafeteria as she was eating breakfast with some of the other hosts. "While the whole country knows what's going on with the show right now, we've decided that we're not discontinuing it. Mainly because we're pretty much responsible for the damage the theater has gone through."
Vanessa narrowed her eyes towards the hostess. "Us? Responsible? Oh please, tell that to fucking Hah!"
"Well, how would one pay for the price when he's already dead?" Carter shot up at her, though not really rudely like how he usually does.
The pianist sat back down on her seat, realizing the point that the untrusting boy had made.
Sami took a sip of her drink before clearing her throat. "Let's… not even bring that topic back up. It's making some of us sick again."
"Yeah, I agree." May nodded. "If only some people warned us before then." She added, adding a small glare towards Beatrice.
Beatrice: She felt like she was about to throw up but thankfully, she managed to control herself. "You know, I'm starting to feel like my friendship with May is getting a bit toxic…" she said. "We literally spent the whole week arguing about all different kinds of things. I don't know who's responsible for the downfall of our friendship between us, but I guess we are both in the wrong here."
As May made her glare towards Beatrice and vice versa, Colin and Rival were also seen doing the same, mainly because of that car incident.
"You guys are not planning to start a fight, aren't you?" Lyle sighed heavily as he looked at the two boys.
Rival sulked under his breath before taking his seat again. "No, we're not."
Colin rolled his eyes as he also sat down. "Agreed. We just have some conflict between each others." He added with a scowl.
Lyle: He had his hands over his head in frustration. "We just came back from several therapy sessions and now some people are just being even more delusional than ever. All of this certainly took a toll on everyone here. And I am also quite surprised that I happen to be a bit more stable than everyone… probably because I still can't put my finger on certain topics."
"Shouldn't you guys like, lessen the conflict? We should be working together here, you know!" Antoinette defended her own point, to which startled some others to an extent.
Pierre rolled his eyes at her statement. "Yeah thing is, not everyone can be like you, you blessed bastard. I'm pretty sure you don't even know what's going on." He added, merely gesturing on the bandage wrapped around her head.
"You know what, everyone just shut up. You guys are making this situation worse than it already is and we're supposed to be taking our minds off of whatever it is that happened." Gordon declared.
Awkward silence ensued among the small cast and the hosts took wind of it.
"We're having a challenge at noon, everyone." Don declared to them. "We'll be by the meeting room and I hope that you guys will be there before then."
The remaining contestants all nodded silently, finishing up their breakfast plate and doing their best not to make eye contact with anyone or else, the silence would be disturbed.
"And we are rolling in three… two… one." These were the words that were heard on the meeting room, before we now see Brea, Chef, Blaineley, and Don on screen, the four of them remaining for the hosting group.
"We are back!" Don greeted the camera with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. "Well, it's been a while due to certain circumstances happening, but on the bright side, everyone has been given proper treatment before we could proceed on to the show!"
"I am really getting sued for this once the show is over." Brea grumbled under her breath before her annoyed expression was changed into a completely fake happy face. "And with that, we are here in the meeting room for a new episode!"
"Please welcome our top thirteen contestants!" Blaineley held out her hand in a welcoming gesture towards the door where the contestants would come in. "And I'm giving props to you guys for making this far despite some stuff. You guys are surely determined to win this."
The contestants either nodded or didn't respond to what Blaineley had said and just stood off to the side as the attention was given to the hosts.
"So we got that down. Now let's head on to the theme song." Chef said before the screen fades into the theme just as he said.
*Opening Theme*
Dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine
The camera zooms into the dance practice room where Lyle was practicing his ballet. May and Sami were watching him and applauded as he landed on his plié successfully, while Arabelle on the other hand, watched with disgust.
You're always on my mind
The camera leaves the room and heads to the auditorium where we can see Beatrice masterfully playing the piano until Antoinette sits on the keys smirking, causing several off-key notes being played. Ryder sees this and pushes Antoinette off the piano, causing her to land face first to the floor and Ryder and Beatrice high-fived.
You asked me what I wanted to be
The camera zooms under the high-five and next thing we see is that we are in the bedroom of one of the teams' houses, where Janice was writing in her diary. Toxa was standing right behind her, rubbing her hands as if she had a plan. Toxa then turns back, only to find Misha crossing her arms. On the window however, we can see Pierre trying to get a peek of the girls.
And now I think the answer is plain to see
The camera warps to the other house's living room, where we can see Rival and Therion doing their handshake. Mara is then seen in the window waving at them causing Therion to blush but then scowls when he sees Mara taken away by Ulysses. Both boys however, ignored Alec, who served them a plate of cookies, with a shocked expression on his face.
I wanna be famous
The camera zooms into the cookies and warps to the backstage where we can see Carter and Mag arguing, with Nash trying to break them up, by throwing his lasso at them. Lee on the other hand, freaks out as he sees this, and runs away from them instead of telling them something important.
I wanna live close to the sun
We then get a view of the storage room, where Gordon and Vanessa were looking for something. Colin opens the door, scaring the two, but leaves after that with a downed expression.
Go pack your bags, I've already gone far
The camera then warps again to the dressing room, where we see Adala and Zack comforting Sybil, who looked as if she were crying. It then pans onto ELV on the other side of the room, who happens to pass by and (unintentionally) begins to eavesdrop.
Everything to prove, what can you say?
We now go to the cafeteria where we can see Holly, Evan, and Leticia chatting. Arreis and Kimmie have plates of food in their hand but Kimmie accidentally drops the food on Holly, making her mad. Mairead was on the other table, laughing, while Gabe didn't look too pleased.
I'll be there one day
The camera quickly zooms into a small library where Dustin, Oli, and Robert were playing cards. However Maya comes in and slams the table, causing all cards to fall off, getting glares from the three boys.
'Cause I wanna be famous
The scene then swaps to a camera room, where we can see Brea, Blaineley, Chris, and Chef arguing. Don then arrives and stops everyone but is stopped when Enrique starts scolding them
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na!
The scene switches to the office room where we can see Chris holding a bunch of papers, then leaves his office with a note that says "NO TRESPASSING" in big red letters.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
The first "I wanna be" shows the Sopranos (Janice, Sami, Toxa, Beatrice, Kimmie) against the Tenors (Alec, Colin, Zack, Lyle, Oli). The second "I wanna be" shows the Mezzo-Sopranos (Vanessa, Misha, Adala, May, Mairead) and the Mezzo-Tenors (Gordon, Pierre, Therion, Nash, Robert) shaking hands. The "I wanna be famous" shows the Altos (Arabelle, Antoinette, Mag, Sybil, Arreis) and Basses (Rival, Ryder, Carter, ELV, Gabe) sharing a group hug.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
The fourth "I wanna be" shows the four interns standing there with mixed expressions. The fifth "I wanna be" shows the five judges with different reactions from different performances. In the second "I wanna be famous" shows the five hosts crossing their arms with smirks on their faces.
*whistling in tune*
The whole cast can now be seen on the stage, bowing as the audience applauds them loudly. Flowers were being thrown to the stage as the curtain closed, revealing the season's title, "Total Drama Act II: The Second Sonatine" in gold letters. The episode title can be seen written below, in silver letters.
*End opening theme*
Episode 18: You and I Versus Everybody
"I swear I feel like we're being humiliated."
Day 29, 12:00 PM
The Meeting Room
"Now that that's done, it's time for a bit of a change. Because all of you," Brea added with a smirk. "Are required to wear these for the challenge."
With two claps, some of the interns who weren't named throughout the whole series marched into the meeting room with formal suits on their hands.
"We're seriously wearing those?" Antoinette asked in disbelief.
Sami, who was standing next to her, shrugged. "I'm okay as long as we aren't running."
An intern next to her opened a shoe box revealing a pair of black heels.
"Oh." Sami spoke.
"Yup." Blaineley nodded towards the remainder of the cast. "Everyone needs to dress up like an attorney for this challenge."
Some of the cast began to snicker in the background.
"What's so funny, maggots?" asked Chef.
"Can you not agree with how funny this is?" Misha asked back.
"Suits? Are you kidding me-" Rival sulked under his breath.
Next thing we know, the cast were now dressed up in the suits they have been provided. Or at least the hosts forced them to for the so-called 'aesthetic' of the challenge. There were also two long tables, one on each side, filled with several office chairs. It didn't take too long for the remaining castmates to sit wherever they wished as the hosts marched up to the front of the room.
"Welcome everyone," Brea cleared her throat. "To the official, will-never-ever-happen-again, Useless Debate! "
The sound of chuckles and snickers filled the entire room. Even some of the hosts couldn't hide in their laughter about how cringe the intro sounded, but Brea tried to kill the vibe with her usual poker face.
"Anyway…" Blaineley tried to continue. "You will be debating about one topic and will be given two choices. Those who pick the first choice will sit on the left table while those who pick the second choice will sit on the right. From there, you have to defend your point as much as possible. Because the person who made the most contribution in the debate…will get to choose not one, but two people to be eliminated."
"Just like that?" Beatrice asked.
"Yes." Blaineley nodded. "Just like that. Because we really need to finish up this show now. Look how much time we spent doing nothing and now we're almost shooting for a month compared to last season. We're not even supposed to be doing the shooting for this long but thanks to all different kinds of stuff, it happened."
"That's a really big problem." Brea laughed, hinting the obvious sarcasm on her voice. "Can we just get this challenge over with?" she asked, whispering to the other hostess.
"Yeah." Blaineley nodded. "We will have only one topic, so this challenge shouldn't take too long. So Don, what is our topic for today?"
Don had an envelope in his hand and opened it. The paper inside of it had the topic, one that Don didn't expect.
He let out a quick chuckle. "Who made this topic?"
"I don't know." Brea shrugged. "Maybe Chef?"
Chef almost wheezed at the sudden accusation, if it actually was an accusation. "Excuse you, I'm not the one making the topics here."
"Whatever." Blaineley scoffed. "Let's just start. So your topic question is… 'Would you rather poop outside and earn one million dollars, or poop inside your bathroom and only earn barely twenty-five percent of it? "
Everyone widened their eyes. They all had mixed reactions and they were either in disgust, in embarrassment, or it was just way too hilarious for them to ignore.
"You're not serious, aren't you?" Ryder asked, barely able to control his laughter.
Blaineley held up the paper for the cast to see. This is when Ryder burst into laughter.
"Yeah… shut up. Everyone pooping outside, sit on the left table. Otherwise, just sit on the right." Brea ordered.
Everyone stood on the side for a while. While the first option seemed tempting, it was also humiliating. The second option wasn't but the question would be, would it be worth it?
It took a quick while before Antoinette, Misha, and Pierre headed for the left table and sat on the chairs. Beatrice, Carter, Colin, Gordon, Lyle, May, Rival, Ryder, Sami, and Vanessa went for the more sensible choice and headed for the right table thus sitting on the chairs behind it.
"Alright… and the Useless Debate starts… now!" Don announced.
With this, Gordon was the first to speak up. "Easy. You'll be humiliated and embarrassed and all that once people see you pooping outside."
"Well at least you can get way more money than what you get inside the bathroom." Pierre countered. "Like, think of it this way, what would you do with the million dollars once you've earned it?"
"You sound like you're asking us what we would do with the million if we ever win this season." Beatrice giggled.
"Well you know what I will fucking do? I would give some to myself and the rest to the charity because life right now is fucked up as shit." Misha added. "Like, what can you do with only two hundred fifty grand? Spend it on a fucking Porsche or shit? What if the time comes when our currency will be soaring high as shit?"
Everyone sitting on the right table just sat there for a few seconds. Antoinette taunted them by sticking her tongue out.
"This is already spicy." Blaineley laughed from the sidelines. "I was honestly expecting everyone to sit at the right table and this challenge would live up to its name; being useless."
"Shut up." Brea spat but with a malicious grin on her face.
"We need another defensive point and fast ." Sami side-whispered to the others.
"Haha, you know, if you poop a little bit outside-"
"A little bit?" Ryder interrupted Pierre by asking him.
"Let me finish. If you poop outside, birds and pigeons will clean it up for you!" Pierre rambled.
Everyone loudly grimaced out in disgust.
"I wish I could purchase ears that never heard this and forget about the existence of this futile topic." Colin groaned.
"Hey, toilet water can clean it up for you, you know!" Ryder retaliated as he stood up, pointing a finger at Pierre accusingly as if he had committed a huge crime.
"Water costs money though!" Pierre added. "Water fees and bills exist, you know! Did you forget that?"
"At least it saves up the embarrassment of showing your face getting red from straining so hard while pooping!" Ryder yelled.
"LOOK AT THIS WAY," Antoinette joined in and stood up from her seat. "Economically speaking, pooping is good for the fields, like, think of it as fertilizer! Manure!"
"Yeah, what she said!" Misha also stood up. "At least farmers don't have to use synthetic fertilizers that will potentially harm our environment, you know!"
May laughed. "You know, I hate to toot on your own horn but I don't think that you can use human manure as fertilizer though."
"Wait, you can't?" Pierre widened his eyes in shock.
"You can't!" May laughed even louder.
"Welp, looks like you learn something new everyday." Pierre sat back on his seat. "Are you sure though? Because from what I've known, manure has several nutrients like phosphorus, nitrogen, potassium, hell these even speed up decomposition and lower PH levels and shit!"
"Mind you though, human manure is very risky to use as fertilizer. I mean, people get sick! You can make the plants sick if the manure you use comes from someone sick! That's why you CAN'T." May opposed with her eyes widened.
Vanessa leaned on her seat, with a hand on her chin. "Not economically speaking, just imagine the crap that comes out of pooping on the streets. One, people will take pictures, share it on social media and react with hearts and likes and all that, two, it could even be on the news because you know, doing that can be illegal!"
"Then just say that you're doing it for a cause, you know!" Antoinette (slightly) angrily countered. "Like let's say you're doing this for the sake of the lives of the poor like… pooping for a cause or shit!"
"You suck at debates, don't you?" Ryder hollered out facepalming.
"I'm just spitballing out facts, you buffoon." Antoinette crossed her arms. "When you're working, do you think you can earn a million dollars that easily? No, right? Like come on, earning money is hard nowadays."
"Well if you're not lazy and you step up your game, you can definitely earn a million before you know it if you just work hard and believe in yourself!" Sami optimistically and cheesily added.
"Or you think of it this way in this particular situation," Carter cleared his throat, sashaying himself into the argument. "Pooping inside your bathroom can earn you two hundred fifty grand, right? Then just poop four times and BOOM, one million! Easy money! There, end of discussion-"
"Well, I want one million right now!" Antoinette pointed towards the door. She then stood up and walked to the door, thus exited out of the room.
"Wait, whose side are you on, again?" Rival questioned. "Hold up, is Antoinette seriously gonna poop outside right now?" He added, trying his hardest not to chuckle.
Antoinette came back a few seconds later. "You know what, I'll just stay here. This whole debate is useless anyway."
"It is. But you know everyone," Colin began to speak up. "People can choose to pee outside but for goodness sake, pooping is difficult. Peeing outside will be the most sensible thing to do. Have you ever seen someone poop outside?"
"Beggars probably." Antoinette shrugged, remembering the beggar that threw up all over her and Team Major during the grocery challenge.
"Yeah, I would love one million dollars but the thing is, I can only pee outside because pooping is... ehh-" Rival added, barely noticing that he had agreed to Colin despite the possible feud they almost had earlier.
"What's the difference of shitting and pissing though?" Misha asked them.
"Well, you have to stay WAY longer to poop compared to a few seconds of peeing!" Rival reasoned himself out while clenching both of his fists (not in a I-want-to-fight-you kind of way)
"No! You can just be like, PLOOP! Done!" Misha countered with a threatening face.
"POOPING SPEED DEPENDS ON THE PERSON, THOUGH!" Rival shouted as everyone started to chuckle.
"Pooping speed, I-" Pierre snorted and burst out into full laughter, nearly falling off of his seat.
"Oh my god, I hate you guys so much." Blaineley said, trying so hard to not laugh while facepalming herself in the process.
Everyone fell silent for a bit, trying to calm themselves down after a round of unnecessary laughter.
"So…" Lyle began to speak up his point. "What happens to your dignity as a person? Because, consider you actually did release your waste out on the streets. What will people think of you?"
Misha stood up. "I don't have that. Because I am ABOUT to be fucking famous, you know!" She said, walking over towards the right side with the majority of the cast. "So my dignity as a human being will change once I became famous because if I pooped out on the streets BEFORE I become fucking famous, then people won't know." She concluded, sitting with the majority of the cast.
"Hey, which side are you really on? Because I don't think you can switch sides!" Carter pointed out accusingly.
"Well I fucking give up on defending them." Misha shrugged.
"Misha's cheating!" Rival said.
"I am fucking not! I just… I just suddenly disagreed with my side, okay!" Misha defended herself. "People can change their minds fucking midway through an argument, you know!"
"Oh yeah, we're gonna win without you, Misha! Think of it this way, you can just poop outside in a dark place where people won't find you and humiliate you! You know, like a dark alley or the fucking countryside!" Antoinette stated, her face already getting tired and sweaty from defending her unnecessary point. "Then you'll get one million without even letting anyone know!"
"Well, the problem is, who will give you the million if no one knows you pooped outside?" Gordon questioned her. "Because then, no one will believe you if you actually did it or not!"
"Jeez, this topic is giving me a huge headache, not gonna lie." Vanessa groaned on her seat.
"Just have the person giving the million dollars be someone you know and trust and will keep your humiliating secret! There, easy!" Pierre said.
"Oh take it this way," May stood up, but due to her height, it almost seemed as if she were sitting. She then made a hand gesture that suggests that she was typing on a keyboard by playing with her fingers around in thin air. "What if that person, you know, works for the news? Or even report it to the authorities even though THEY DID initiate the offer? Take two news article titles for example. Which one of these would you rather read: ' Pierre from Act II poops out on the streets' or 'Pierre from Act II poops in his bathroom.' Which one sounds better?"
Misha nearly swallowed all of her spit as she let out several loud laughs, one that could easily let the whole room laugh with her. "Oh fuck, that was a fucking good one-"
"Why does it always have to be me?" Pierre sighed in disappointment.
"Why is this topic so weird? I swear I feel like we're being humiliated." Ryder stated as he had his head on the table.
"To be fair, you maggots are weirder." Chef shrugged at his own comment.
"You know what, let's make this even." Pierre said. "I don't think you can buy a house for just two fifty grand."
"Well, you probably can't buy a house with just one million dollars. Houses are expensive these days." Beatrice shrugged.
"I think most of us aren't from here though." Sami pointed out. "So… we really don't know. It's a win-win. Or a lose-lose."
"Well, you can get a loan if you have enough, then you can buy the house." Antoinette countered.
"But there's also a residential mortgage when you have a higher amount, if I'm not mistaken." Colin added.
"Or you can just live somewhere else far far away and buy a house that is cheaper!" Carter stated.
"And there's renting, too!" Lyle joined in.
"I thought we were talking about poop and not houses!" Vanessa pointed out towards everyone.
"We're talking about the EFFECTS of all this shit!" Misha yelled.
"We're just trying to make this discussion less… disgusting and unappealing to the audience. I mean, who on earth would want to hear us arguing about poop?" said Ryder.
"It's part of the whole challenge, though!" Pierre countered.
"Stop it!" Chef yelled, getting into the middle of the cast who looked as if they were on the verge of ripping their heads off over a useless debate about either buying a house, a million dollars, or... manure.
Everyone stopped in an instant.
"Hoo boy, can't believe that worked." Chef laughed. "Now stop before you guys even start getting physical. Because we're gonna be deciding who gets immunity."
The cast all glanced at each other before quickly regaining their composure and sat back down on their seats.
"So…" Blaineley walked in the middle of the room and examined the remaining contestants left. "Based on how you guys did… the person gaining immunity will be…"
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"YES!" the diva shrieked in joy but suddenly changed her mood. "I mean, how amazing."
Some of the contestants began to narrow their eyes and glare at her as she reverted back to her old ways… or at least that's what they thought.
"Do I get anything out of this? Because you know, we share the same side-"
"Nope." Blaineley answered, interrupting Pierre in the process.
"Oh, so I can choose two people to be eliminated, hmm?" Antoinette asked. Blaineley just nodded in response.
"Make it quick."
"Alrighty then. So I will pick… you." she pointed at Rival.
"What?" Rival widened his eyes in disgust, totally not expecting that kind of outcome at all. "You've got to be kidding me. What the hell did I even do to you?"
"Oh, you're just a threat I guess. I mean, you really made the least number of enemies in this game so…" Antoinette justified herself with a smirk on her face. "And also you." she pointed towards Vanessa who then opened her mouth in shock.
"Hey, I thought you've already changed! Where's this caring side that you're showing these past few days?" Vanessa glared at her. "Oh yeah, maybe that head injury during that day fucked you right up!"
Gordon grabbed her arm. "Nessa! Stop… please. That's not gonna help. I'm sorry you're eliminated like this and it's not your fault." He added before pulling her in for a hug.
Vanessa hugged him back as well. "You're right… well… I guess it is over now. At least I finally get a break from all this." She chuckled. "Maybe you can win this for us."
"Trust me, I will." He said, before pulling her in for a quick kiss.
Meanwhile, both Ryder and Colin rushed up to Rival.
"Hey, sorry I messed up you guys." Rival apologized to the two.
Colin shook his head. "Well, if anything, I messed up more than you did. But to be fair, I'm going to apologize to you for feuding with you in the past few days."
"It's okay, I was in the wrong as well." Rival apologized back to him. The two then exchanged smiles.
"Who cares, everyone makes mistakes. You did good though in the game, Rival. We're glad to have you here." Ryder said as he fist-bumped with the redhead.
"Yeah, losing this isn't so bad I guess, I mean at least I can get a break out of this thing." Rival laughed and the three boys shared a brotherly hug.
"Alright, goodbyes are over maggots." Chef butted in. "I'll have both of you be escorted so that nothing stupid will happen." He added, as a few interns who weren't part of the main intern crew came into the scene. Both Vanessa and Rival were escorted away, giving their final waves to the remaining eleven contestants before leaving the room.
Fresh Ent. - Lobby
"I told you this episode was going to be short." said Blaineley who was now seen sitting on a bench just by the entrance of the building.
"To be fair, we really needed this kind of episode that is less serious. At least some of the others are now back into their normal selves." Don pointed out. "Well… almost."
"So should we do the outro here?" asked Chef who was now signaling the cameramen to get into position.
"We should." Brea answered. "So… now that we got this… filler episode away, who will be the one to come out on top now that we're down to the final eleven? Find out next time on…"
"Total Drama Act II: The Second Sonatine!"
End of episode.
REMAINING MERGED CONTESTANTS: Antoinette, Beatrice, Carter, Colin, Gordon, Lyle, May, Misha, Pierre, Ryder, Sami
ELIMINATION TABLE
30th: Mairead Charlotte Kavanagh (Code: MS5), The Preppy Socialite [4-4 tied vote; double elimination]
29th: ELV (Code: B4), The Emotionless One [4-4 tied vote; double elimination]
28th: Kimberly Hobbs (Code: S5), The Dreamer [3-3-2 tied vote; double elimination]
27th: Alexander Knight (Code: T1), The Wannabe Joker [3-3-2 tied vote; double elimination]
26th: Arabelle Meerer (Code: A1), The Big Ol' Meanie [Whole Rest]
25th: Nash Bobby Kent Jr. (Code: MT4), The Southern Cowboy [Whole Rest]
24th: Janice Alexandra Marlick (Code: S1), The Classy Dancer [Whole Rest/5-1 vote]
23rd: Oliver Greene (Code: T5), The Flirty Bad Boy [Time Signature]
~ Returned to the game: Lyle Ray ~
22nd: Adala Harris (Code: MS3), The Intense Improviser [Injury]
21st: Gabe Johnson (Code: B5), The Easy-Goer [10-0 vote]
20th: Robert Reeves (Code: MS5), The No Longer Displeased Idiot [Quit]
19th: Toxa Pexine (Code: S3), The Heartbreaking Punk [9-1 vote]
18th: Zackary Sanchez (Code: T3), The Loyal Helper [Time Signature]
~ Returned to the game: Antoinette Mirasol ~
17th: Arreis Smith (Code: A5), The Totally-Not-Sierra-In-Disguise [Challenge Placement]
16th: Sybil Van Tropé (Code: A4), The Intimidating Ingenue [Medical Concern]
15th: Miranda Lawrence (Code: A3), The Chilled Rebel [7-6 vote/Quarter Note]
14th: Therion Suarez (Code: MT3), The Introverted Gamer [Quit/Mental Health Concern]
13th: Rival Survival (Code: B1), The Emotional Guitarist [Eliminated by challenge winner]
12th: Vanessa Michelle Navarro (Code: MS1), The Sarcastic Pianist [Eliminated by challenge winner]