Total Drama Revenge of the Film Lot Chapter 21: Sink and Swim, a total drama series fanfic

"Last time, on Total Drama Revenge of the Film Lot..." Chris began the recap, standing in front of a massive green screen on top of a small motorboat before footage from last episode played. "We tackled on the sometimes dull and sometimes nonsensical absurdist drama using our office set! Things started off normal, other than Trixie and Thomas trying to throw the challenge to get rid of Flaky. Jim and Melissa blew up at each other after being prodded by Klaas, ending their rocky friendship and sending him right back to the bottom of the totem pole. The Award Winners played the worst though, with only Toby winning his challenge for his team! He wasn't in on the alliance though, so he got booted anyway and received the dumping of a lifetime from Trina! Now that that sad sack is gone, where will the cast get their therapy now? Not like I care, he was a drag on ratings. What's in store for the rest of the cast? Find out right here, on Total, Drama, Reeeeeeeeevenge of the Film Lot!"

Intro Sequence:

The rock tune of I Wanna Be Famous started up, with high-grade film cameras popping out of different places. First out of the chimney of a trailer, then out the window of a soundstage, a toxic waste barrel after that, and finally a sewer manhole before a movie clapper came in and closed, letting the full shot begin.

Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine, you guys are on my mind

The camera zoomed onto the film lot, passing by Chris in a dingy golf cart being pushed by Irene, Elroy, Oliver, and Ted, while Virgil was stuck to the cart itself. Going past several soundstages, the camera weaved between a few movie backdrops, before going up the large hill that led to the soap opera sets on top. The shot then dove down into a pool of water below where King was swimming inside. He saw Fang swim up behind him, so he turned around and punched him right in the face, sending the mutant shark flying up.

You asked me what I wanted to be, and I think the answer is plain to see

Flynn was above the water, now in a soundstage, commandeering a pirate ship floating on it while Delanie copied his behavior. Fang landed on their ship though, forcing both of them to dive off of it. Trixie had watched the two jump down, smirking at their misfortune.

I wanna beeeeeee famous!

The shot now panned out of this soundstage, passing up Kahlin running out of one of the dressing booths, with Sasquatchanakwa right behind him. Jack was looking over some outfits on a rack, although Lilac jumped out from behind some of the clothes, showing her teeth and scaring him.

I wanna live close to the sun

Beck was relaxing on a lounge chair on a beach set, his hands behind his head. He winked at the camera, while Flaky and Bonnie were ogling at him from behind a bush.

So pack your bags cuz I've already won

Panning to the right and into the makeup trailer confessional, Kylie was doing her makeup, applying lipstick at the moment. Trina walked inside, carrying a basket of different foundation. Kylie looked them over, then shooed Trina away.

Everything to prove, nothing in my way, I'll get there one day

Klaas and Vergil were in a boxing ring together, both of them glaring at each other. Vergil threw a punch, as did Klaas, with their fists colliding as they did so. Both of them fell back because of this, although Esteban was quick to run in and help them up.

Cuz I wanna beeeeeee famous!

Toby was in the kitchen with Chef, with Athena preparing some kind of soup. She seemed to be having trouble with it though, so Toby walked over to help her out. Maxine was watching this from a monitor in Chris's office, then pressed a button to try and blow up the kitchen.

Na na na nana, nananana, nananana

This blew up a different set though, where Thomas, Nanashi, and Jim were inside. A bear had taken the brunt of the explosion though, and it let out a roar at the three of them. Jim pointed at the other two and ran off with a guilty look, although Thomas ran away as well, leaving Nanashi to get chased by the bear.

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!

Diamond and Melissa were sitting at the outdoor theater on the benches when Jim and Thomas ran by. They didn't pay much mind to it though, but Freddy popped up from behind them both with a puppet mask on, startling them both. Diamond laughed, while Melissa rolled her eyes.

I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous!

A flash from the outdoor projector transitioned to the Aftermath studio, where Donna was sitting in between Geoff and Bridgette. Mittens the monkey hopped up from behind the couch, scowling at the aftermath hosts. This confused both, with the shot then zooming out to show the rest of the contestants sitting in the peanut gallery benches, whistling along with the last notes of the intro while the season logo was shown on a TV above.

After the intro, the episode began with a two shot of the trailers, both of their capacity at less than half of what they started with. Inside the boys' side, Jim was mulling over yesterday while brushing his teeth, Klaas fiddled with his good luck charm, Thomas read a book while sitting at the half circle couch, and Beck was getting dressed. Kahlin was the last one to wake up this team, letting out a big yawn before hopping off his bunk.

Kahlin did a quick scan of who was left, and right away let out a gasp when he saw Beck. "Huh? What's up Kahlin?" Klaas asked Kahlin, right away noticing the gasp.

Kahlin shook off the shock from his face, putting on his usual smile. "Ah it's nothing! It just hit me that the five of us guys made the merge together! Did you all think it'd be us?" Kahlin replied, putting an arm around Klaas and Jim's shoulders.

"I knew I'd be here." Jim stated bluntly, pulling himself away from Kahlin forcefully and going back to brushing his teeth.

"Eh. Been here longer than I thought." Beck commented, finishing getting dressed and now tying his shoes.

Klaas shot a glance at Jim, then looked to Kahlin again. "I didn't think it'd be us 5 specifically. I thought Esteban, Jack, or even Vergil would be here." Klaas answered, chuckling a little.

"Gee, wonder why Vergil isn't here." Jim remarked sarcastically.

Thomas put down his book, looking to the four other guys in the room. "I presumed my time here would be shorter. But I suppose a minor celebration for this milestone is in order. Shall we get breakfast together?" Thomas suggested.

"It only took until the merge for you to want to hang out with us, but I'll take it! Sounds good man." Klaas took up the suggestion right away, walking to the trailer door and opening it.

Jim rinsed off his toothbrush and spat out what was left, following Klaas. "Yeah, I'll take that up too." Jim replied not as eagerly, with Thomas and Jim walking out the trailer together.

Beck finished tying his shoes and shoved his hands into his pockets, heading out as well. "You coming too Kahlin?" Beck asked him, gesturing for him to follow.

"Yeah, I'll catch up!" Kahlin told them, with Thomas also taking this as his cue to leave.

Once Thomas left, Kahlin pounded a fist on his bunk once, still smiling. "I don't get it!" Kahlin shouted, chuckling afterward. He took a deep breath, calming himself down, before following the rest of the guys to the craft services tent.

-Confessional: Mutant Movie Munchers: Kahlin-

Kahlin scratched the back of his head, mostly perplexed. "I don't get it! Beck shouldn't be here! Toby was gunning for him, so was Trina, and I even got Delanie pointed towards him! Someone else intervened. Or... one of my hunches was dead on... yeah, I think Beck can wait, I've got someone new that needs to go down first. Esteban was robbed yes, and I didn't step in soon enough to save him, but Toby? I was really hoping to take him with me to the finale, and losing to him would have at least meant the money was going somewhere good."

-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Thomas-

Thomas adjusted his glasses, before casually raising one hand. "I have been employing a more lowkey strategy throughout the game to stay off the radar of everyone. It was best to avoid the drama if I was to stick around. But now? Jim and Klaas are already both eager to have my vote. I'll see which one Trixie will want to ally with and go from there. I need her to remain as a buffer between myself and any eliminations I cause, so no decision making on my part. Plausible deniability."

-End Confessionals-

Over in the girls' side, Melissa was the only girl awake, doing push ups on the floor when Delanie got out of bed. "Rise and shine campers! Today's a big day for all of us!" Delanie shouted to wake up the rest of the girls.

Trina woke up, her hair a complete mess this time, her face covered with dried tears. "What now miss Delanie?" Trina asked, rubbing her eyes a little.

"It's counselor Debbie! And I'm sure Chris will fill us in soon! But we all need to get ready!" Delanie encouraged everyone.

Flaky had a relaxed smile on her face for once as she got up, just slipping on her hoodie like always and hopping off her bunk. Bonnie was also a bit relieved, but seeing Flaky's smile brought a smile to her as well. "Good morning counselor Debbie. Mind if I touch your boobs to get me energized for today?" Bonnie asked, right away reaching.

Delanie slapped Bonnie across the face right away, glaring at her. "How dare you! I'm a friendly counselor, not a pushover! Have some respect!" Delanie scolded Bonnie, who just rubbed her cheek as she walked past.

Trixie groaned, also glaring at Delanie. "A counselor that I'll finally be allowed to vote off soon. You think you're high and mighty? In this trailer maybe, but boy tonight will be fun." Trixie told Delanie, before storming out the trailer after quickly getting dressed.

Melissa watched Trixie leave, then looked to Delanie who looked just a bit miffed at Trixie's words. "Don't mind her, I'm not going to vote for you if that's even an option tonight. I respect fair sportsmanship, not dirty players like her. She's going tonight for sure." Melissa assured Delanie, who nodded with a smirk.

Trina now got out her notepad after getting dressed, standing beside Delanie. "Is there anything I can help you with ma'am?" Trina asked as always.

Delanie looked over Trina though, seeing how miserable she looked. "I should be asking you that. Just fix yourself up and catch up with me, Melissa, and Beck for breakfast. I'll give you today off, but if you can do anything to gather votes against Trixie, that'd be great." Delanie directed Trina, then walked out of the trailer, with Melissa right behind her.

"Thank you ma'am!" Trina thanked Delanie for the time off, then began to fix up her hair while looking at the mirror.

Flaky and Bonnie also saw how sad Trina looked, with the former approaching her. "W-Wait... who left last n-night?" Flaky asked her.

"Toby did ma'am. I didn't get much sleep last night, sorry. I didn't want to upset miss Delanie, so I had to vote with her and Beck." Trina answered, sounding like she was ready to begin crying again.

Bonnie gave Trina a pat on the back, then patted just a bit further down for her own amusement. "That's rough buddy. First Klaas loses his girlfriend and now you lose your boyfriend? We'll just give you some space." Bonnie consoled Trina, then walked out of the trailer.

"J-Just let us know if you wanna t-talk. I umm... w-wish I got to talk to s-spend more time with T-Toby too." Flaky added, before following Bonnie out.

-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Trina-

Trina leaned back in a slump in the seat, before rubbing her eyes and looking at the camera. "I... I did it. I had to. He was distracting me. Making plans to protect him and throw away my alliances was throwing me off my game and could have gotten us both out. I didn't want to destroy him completely, but I needed to burn that bridge entirely if I wanted to keep going. I loved him, I still do, but there's no room for love in this game, or politics either, I'm saving my marriage to further my platform as my father wishes. At least everyone pities me now, I should have a few guaranteed ceremonies to slip by in. When I win, I'll make sure Toby's mom gets the care she needs, I owe him that much. And now that the only person I cared about is out of the way? Things will start going my way. They've pushed me around for too long, Toby too. Let justice be done through the heavens fall..."

-End Confessional-

Trina was the last person to step into the craft services tent, where the five guys were currently having breakfast together. Melissa and Delanie sat together, as did Flaky and Bonnie, leaving Trixie to sit on her own this time. "Hey Trina, the breakfast isn't so bad for once. Maybe that'll help you feel better while we eat?" Delanie told her as she passed by.

Trina shrugged, then got her breakfast from Chef, that being overly burnt slices of bacon on top of muffins that felt hollow. "Maybe. But ma'am, I think I see an opportunity for us, so I shall be busy." Trina replied, then walked to the other end of the table the girls were sitting at.

Melissa didn't get it, but when Delanie watched Trina walk over to the lone Trixie, a small smirk got on her face. "She won't listen to us, but Trina? I think even Trixie will give in to how soft she is." Delanie commented to Melissa.

Melissa nodded in agreement, then took a bite of her bacon. "Yeah, especially with losing Toby, Trixie is definitely gonna take it easy on her. She was harmless before, but now she's just... there. Reminds me of one of my girls on the team back home. Her boyfriend dumped her and she got all mopey, couldn't even finish her race the next day." Melissa gave her take.

Over with the guys, Beck ate his breakfast without much thought, mostly just listening as Jim and Klaas both talked to Thomas. "So, is there like a bunch of lingo for card games in other languages I should know about? I've heard some weird calls, figured you might know them." Klaas asked Thomas.

Thomas raised an eyebrow at the question, still not quite used to sitting with a group like this. "Other than direct translations of common phrases, there is none that I am aware of. Unless these calls originate from regional variants of the games you play." Thomas answered.

Jim nodded along, giving a thumbs up. "Pretty cool you know that stuff. I do some voice work from time to time, so I've had to dub stuff in other languages. Always wondered if there was lingo I was missing." Jim commented, pointing at himself.

"Most script writers handle the translation before it even reaches the dubbers. Very common practice, so it is unlikely you missed anything." Thomas told him flatly.

The three continued their surface level talk, while Kahlin just watched with a smirk. "Didn't know they both liked Thomas that much. Feels kind of out of nowhere." Beck commented to Kahlin.

Kahlin chuckled, looking to the actor. "Oh it absolutely is. I know you didn't notice because you aren't very game aware, but Jim and Klaas have been trying to take each other out for a while now, so they both want to secure Thomas's vote. Pretty fun to watch when you have no stakes in the matter." Kahlin explained to him.

Beck listened, rolling his eyes at the first part. "I just find it weird to watch, but can you cram it with the backhanded insults? I don't know what's gotten into you lately, but it feels like we aren't even friends anymore." Beck confronted Kahlin.

Kahlin just shrugged, then stood up from his seat. "I'm just messing with you, don't worry. My buddies back home mess around like this all the time, guess you're just a bit more sensitive. I'll switch up my humor to fit your needs!" Kahlin stated, then winked at Beck as he walked away.

-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Beck-

Beck had his arms crossed, frowning at the camera. "First Delanie tells me I need to take the game more seriously, now Kahlin is getting on my case for not being game aware? I thought people would be glad I wasn't scheming or playing the game super hard. Not rocking the boat at all. But you know what? I think it's time I stepped up my game, Delanie's gotten better with herself, so should I."

-End Confessional-

Trixie was just taking easy bites on her hollow muffin when Trina sat down across from her, catching her interest right away. "Ugh, here to lampoon me like the others for playing dirty?" Trixie asked Trina in an annoyed voice.

Trina shook her head, pulling out her notebook. "No ma'am. But I'm sure you are well aware that you are the main target of the others right now." Trina answered, laying out the situation.

Trixie nodded, then gestured over to the guys hanging out. "I know. That's why I have Thomas mingling with the rest of the guys to try and get heat off me. If I don't win immunity, then I can just have him point them towards Delanie or Bonnie, easy targets." Trixie laid out her plan casually.

Trina blinked, a little surprised to be hearing this. "Umm... ma'am? Why are you being so open with me?" Trina asked out of confusion.

"Blab and I beat you up. I don't care that your boyfriend got booted. Everyone knows Thomas and I are in cahoots anyway after we booted Flynn and Athena." Trixie threatened her right after that, then ate a chunk of her bacon.

Trina gulped, before straightening up her posture a bit. "Fair enough ma'am. But... what if there was an easier way to save yourself than rely on Thomas's socialization skills?" Trina began to propose.

"Hmm? You're trying to help me out here? Okay, I'm listening." Trixie got a small smirk, curious about whatever this idea was.

"Before I tell you ma'am, I have something I need too. I would like to join your alliance with Thomas." Trina requested.

"Done. Now what's your plan?" Trixie right away accepted the terms, then beckoned Trina.

Trina smiled, then flipped to a page in her notebook before continuing. "While we're all gathered up before the challenge and Chris is explaining it to us, talk to Klaas discreetly. Get him to very clearly nod in agreement. Whatever it is, I'll leave it up to you. I'll handle everything else ma'am. You might be in the bottom 2 tonight, but I can assure your safety." Trina explained to her, staying formal as she spoke.

Trixie soaked in the plan, before giving a thumbs up. "Sounds good. If I get voted out, I'll make sure this blows up in your face. Otherwise, you'll be in my alliance." Trixie agreed, threatening Trina further in the process.

"Of course. Just stick to the plan and you shall see ma'am." Trina replied with a smile.

"GOOD MORNING CREW! Meet me at the marine outdoor set in 20 for today's challenge! Make sure to change into your swimsuits too! You'll be needing them!" Chris ordered over the loudspeaker, perfectly timed.

"Our swimsuits? Finally, my manager tells me that's where my appeal is at it's highest." Beck commented, actually looking forward to it.

"Hehe... fanservice for us..." Bonnie remarked to Flaky, who now blushed as she pictured everyone in their outfits.

-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Trixie-

Trixie snickered, resting both feet on the vanity. "So Delanie sent her little ol' Smellwether to try and butter me up for an alliance I see. Unless Delanie just sent her to set me up for my elimination, then I'd just have to respect Delanie for pulling the old trojan horse. After what happened during the superhero episode, I wouldn't be too torn about leaving. I'm still going to fight to stick around, but if this whole thing is a ploy by Delanie, then kudos to her, not a bad way to go out."

-Confessional: Victorious Award Winners: Trina-

Trina snickered, writing in her notebook. "Trixie thinks she holds the power. If she were to say that little ol' me organized the scheme that's about to take place, no one would believe her, especially when she finds out what I'm setting her up for. Buuuut... I don't need to tell her that part! Plus, I can just pin the whole thing on Delanie and no one would bat an eye. In politics, having a bigger man to blame is always the play, no different here!"

-End Confessional-

At the marine outdoor set, the final 11 were gathered on the sand in front of the water, which was surrounded by steel walls making a lake the size of a football field. At the opposite end of the set was a massive green screen, left over from when the set was used for filming. Everyone was in their swimsuits now, waiting for Chris to arrive. "Yup... sure is an eyeful." Bonnie confirmed her thoughts as she ogled everyone. Her swimsuit was a purple one piece with frills, nothing too flashy.

"Still amazed you made it this far." Klaas remarked, looking back at Bonnie. He was just wearing a pair of blue swim trunks, going shirtless.

"Tell me about it..." Melissa muttered, also giving Bonnie an annoyed look. Her swimsuit was a black wetsuit with gray initials spelling 'SD' on the chest.

Jim gently elbowed Bonnie, holding a flat hand to his mouth. "Cut it out. Or just ogle silently." Jim told her, to which Bonnie nodded and snickered, looking at the person in front of her.

That being Flaky of course, wearing leopard-spotted shorts and a matching ripped top. "Didn't think you'd go for an exotic fit." Delanie commented, seeing her outfit. Delanie herself was wearing a two piece purple bikini.

"Exotic? N-No, I just like to m-match my husbando, y-yibbity babby w-woo!" Flaky replied, a goofy grin on her face, sticking out her tongue for a moment to imitate him.

Delanie stepped away from Flaky after that, standing at the back of the group and leaving Beck next to Kahlin. Beck was wearing a gray unbuttoned shirt and dark gray swim trunks, along with a pair of sunglasses and half of a heart pendant. "So, wanna make a bet on who can win today?" Beck asked Kahlin.

Kahlin was wearing a pair of blue swim trunks and red sandals, along with his Blue Jays hat still. He had his eyes narrowed at Trina from behind when Beck asked him this, snapping him back to reality. "A bet? You might wanna ask Klaas about that, his thing, not mine." Kahlin turned Beck down, chuckling.

Thomas nodded in agreement with Kahlin. "I've gathered that is one of his hobbies from our social interactions, so you would be best striking up a bet with him indeed." Thomas chimed in. His swimsuit was a plain white shirt, along with a pair of blue swim trunks.

Kahlin chuckled, then wrapped an arm around Thomas. "Tuning into conversations now? Great to have you finally join the game Thomas!" Kahlin exclaimed, while Thomas was just confused.

"I've been here the whole time, I'm afraid I don't quite understand this term of phrase." Thomas stated openly.

"Well it sure hasn't felt like it bud. You're doing great now." Kahlin praised him.

Beck was going to talk to Klaas about a bet, but he saw that Trixie was already talking to him, so he just let him be. "So, I know we haven't talked much, but it'd be cool to get to know the people from other teams. You can't all be chumps right?" Trixie joked, making small talk. She was just wearing a brown one piece swimsuit and white flip flops.

Klaas gave Trixie a suspicious look, raising an eyebrow. "What do you want? An alliance? Because that's not happening." Klaas shot her down right away.

Trixie shook her head, giving a wave of dismissal. "Nah, just want to get to know everyone better. You're a tabletop kind of gambler right? Have you ever played carrom? It's pretty big where I'm from." Trixie asked him.

Klaas gained a smile, nodding his head. "Oh I have, I actually enjoy it quite a lot more than billiards, takes a bit more skill in my opinion." Klaas answered.

Trixie got what she wanted, so she just gave a thumbs up. "Sweet. I've got a board in my trailer, we definitely have to play sometime." Trixie told him, then walked away to leave the engagement before it go any further.

Trina watched their little conversation, putting both fists on her hips proudly with a big smile as she saw it go down. Her swimsuit was a green one piece, along with a gray sun hat with a matching green stripe. Beck had waited for them to finish talking as well, so when Trixie left, he approached Klaas to strike up a bet.

-Confessional: Toxic Film Critics: Trixie-

Trixie chuckled, having a suave look on her face. "Pretty easy to strike up small talk with someone when they make their hobbies known. You don't even know what I like to do for fun do you? But hey, if Delanie tries to flip on me, I can probably wiggle my way into an alliance with Klaas now that I have that set up with him. He's been clamoring for an ally since he lost Nanashi probably. He said no the first time, but he'll soon see I'm his only option."

-End Confessional-

Chris walked across the sand in his normal clothes while Chef was wearing a pair of orange swim trunks and a rubber duck floatie around his waist. "Alright teams!.. is what I would be saying if it weren't for today's special announcement!" Chris greeted the teams.

"You hid it terribly." Klaas right away commented.

Chris frowned at Klaas briefly, then just kept going. "As of today, there is no more Award Winners! No more Munchers! And no more Film Critics! The teams are now officially merged!" Chris announced, with Chef pulling a party popper.

Flaky let out a big sigh of relief now that it was official, while everyone else were already in the merge mindset. "Now that you're all one big team, that means anyone can be up for elimination at every ceremony going forward! Except for whoever wins immunity of course!" Chris added, with some eyes glancing at the big targets at the moment.

"So, how will you get immunity today? That brings us to today's challenge! And today's movie genre is the classic Navy movie! Some call them propaganda, some call them war movies with blue backgrounds, and all of them have awesome action!" Chris announced today's genre.

Chris then pointed to the shore of the set, where 11 lime green dinghies awaited. Each of them had different colored cannonballs sitting in them, along with a lever controlled catapult. At the front end of each dinghy was a steering wheel and a lever to control the speed. "As is tradition in navy movies, all factions go head to head in cannon warfare, which is what you'll be doing!" Chris began to explain the challenge.

"I've always wondered, why don't they just use torpedoes in those movies? They're usually set in modern time, but cannonballs have been outdated for centuries." Melissa pondered out loud.

"Do you want to get blown up by torpedoes instead? I'll gladly put the budget towards that!" Chris asked sharply to Melissa.

"Cannonballs are fine!" Melissa right away changed her tune, feigning a smile at Chris.

Chris accepted Melissa's answer change, then carried on. "You'll all have cannonballs to hurl at each other with the catapults on your dinghies, so you'll have to both steer and fire simultaneously! Each dinghy here can withstand hits from the side, but any shot to the interior will wreck the floor and make it sink! And if your dinghy sinks, you'll want to get to shore as fast as possible!" Chris explained the challenge.

"W-Why do we need to do t-that?" Flaky asked, fearing she already knew the answer, with Chris now getting some odd looks from the others.

Chris chuckled, then pulled out a remote and pressed a button. Several shark fins now surfaced, along with one that noticeably larger than the others. "If you don't swim fast, the sharks will gobble you right up! Especially Fang, he's been extra hungry ever since Wawanakwa got shut down!" Chris answered, laughing as he saw some fear start to sink in.

"They won't just try and sink us themselves right?" Beck asked out of worry.

Chris shook his head, now having his hands behind his back. "Not to worry, they've been trained to avoid the dinghies. You should only be scared once you're actually in the water, which all but one of you will be! If someone loses a limb though, Chef is here!" Chris assured everyone.

"He can do limb surgery and reattach them sir?" Trina asked skeptically.

"Nope!" Chef answered bluntly.

"Wonderful sir..." Trina muttered, her smile dipping a bit.

Chris pulled out a stopwatch, then set it for 5 minutes. "Everyone get in a dinghy and spread yourselves out in the water! No one is allowed to fire for five minutes, after that, your navy warfare will begin!" Chris instructed everyone, prompting them all to hurry to their dinghies.

-Confessional: Klaas-

Klaas let out a sigh of relief, tossing his lucky charm in his hand. "Phew, the merge. I knew it was coming, but I was worried Chris would delay it again just to spite us. Glad to not be chained to the politics of the Munchers anymore. Trixie is desperate for allies it seems, so I'll definitely keep that in mind. Delanie's alliance is something to watch out for too. But Melissa and Jim are the big targets right now, so I should have some time to find my footing."

-Confessional: Delanie-

Delanie had a proud smirk on her face, one hand on her hip and the other hand limped toward her face. "Of course Delanie Freakin' Rios makes it to the merge! Did anyone think I wouldn't? I'd like to see Kat Larson make it here! I've got a steady alliance of three plus my friendship with Melissa, and once I get rid of Trixie, I can really start taking charge of this game~"

-Confessional: Kahlin-

Kahlin looked a bit troubled, tapping his chin. "The merge... I've mostly got everything set up the way I want, other than the obvious Beck. But with 11 people left? I would need 5 allies if I want to start seizing the vote immediately. That won't be an easy task, unless..."

-End Confessionals-

"You guys wanna keep the Munchers going?" Kahlin proposed to Melissa and Klaas as they went to their dinghies. Jim was just about to get in his when Kahlin waved him over, prompting him to see what was up, with Bonnie right behind him.

"After yesterday? That's a joke right?" Klaas remarked, raising an eyebrow at Kahlin.

Jim nodded in agreement, gesturing with his thumb to Klaas. "For once I agree with him, what makes you think this is a good idea even remotely?" Jim asked Kahlin sharply.

Kahlin played it cool though, smiling at his four former teammates. "I know things got rocky toward the end, but c'mon! We were the most powerful team by far! The Award Winners lost a non elim and the Critics got a returner, but we still outdid them! There's 11 people left, so we'd only need to last tonight's ceremony together before we just control the vote and make ourselves the final five." Kahlin explained.

Melissa thought it over, not a huge fan. "I don't know, isn't something like that unfair?" Melissa questioned the morality.

Kahlin scoffed, then gestured to Delanie and Beck in the distance boarding their dinghies with purple and black cannonballs respectively, talking discreetly. Trina took notes from the two of them, standing in her dinghy with gray cannonballs. "Delanie is keeping what's left of the Award Winners going, so why can't we do the same? We earned it." Kahlin reasoned.

Melissa didn't complain further, buying the reasoning, although Jim wasn't convinced. "Cool plan, but you do realize that once it's down to us five, it's a free for all right?" Jim pointed out.

"I'll take my chances with my fellow Munchers than let Trixie or Delanie control the game." Kahlin replied quickly.

Jim tried to find something else wrong, and it didn't take him long to come up with another problem. "Fine, but what about tonight's vote? We only have 5 out of 11, still not a majority." Jim brought up.

Bonnie raised a hand right away at this issue. "Can we include Flaky in this Munchers union? She was one of us originally too. That'd make 6." Bonnie requested.

"Boom, there's your majority! Anything else Jimmy?" Kahlin accepted the idea, smirking at Jim.

Jim paused to think of something else, before just groaning and shaking his head. "Nothing else. I'm in." Jim conceded, accepting the alliance.

"I'm in too then." Bonnie also accepted the terms.

"Same here." Klaas also joined in.

"Better to be on a team than alone if the others are doing it." Melissa also agreed.

Kahlin gave two thumbs up to the four of them, having a big smile. "Great! We'll talk after the challenge, don't expect me to hold back though!" Kahlin told them all, before jogging to a dinghy with blue cannonballs.

Bonnie hurried over to a dinghy with yellow cannonballs, next to Flaky who had gotten orange cannonballs. "The Munchers are still going, and I got them to include you in our alliance. We'll talk later, but you're good." Bonnie informed Flaky.

"W-Wait, what?" Flaky asked out of confusion, but Bonnie speed off into the water with her dinghy.

-Confessional: Flaky-

Flaky scratched her belly button, still having a goofy smile. "M-My mind is a little foggy t-today, what with b-being safe from Trixie and T-Thomas and finally getting a chance to p-play the game, but n-now I'm with my old team a-again? B-Better to be with them t-than against them, but I s-still haven't forgot w-what they did."

-End Confessional-

The five minutes quickly went by, and everyone was soon spaced out in the artificial lake. With it being 360 feet long and 160 feet wide, everyone was about 50 feet apart from each other at the moment, some closer than others. The sharks were mainly circling around the center of the lake, which everyone was avoiding for the moment. "The moments of peace are over, everyone has now declared war on each other! ACTION!" Chris began the challenge, cranking a war alarm this time to start it off.

As soon as the challenge began, everyone began to load a cannonball into their catapults to hurl. "Battle stations! Team Alpha, pincer formation!" Delanie shouted like a drill sergeant, pointing at Trixie.

"Uh, what?" Beck asked in confusion, his dinghy just 10 feet away from hers at the moment, with Trina now driving over to meet up with them.

Delanie nodded, saluting to Beck and Trina as they grouped up, with Trina returning the salute. "Back in 'Nam, our fleets would maintain a pincer formation for maximum effectiveness! You two ride out in front and eat cannonballs, while I do all the important shooting in the back! That's your order from Colonel Ketchup!" Delanie ordered.

Beck snorted at the name, while Trina raised a hand. "Ma'am? That war was fought on land, the navy only brought supplies and maintained surveillance." Trina pointed out.

"Are you questioning an order from your commander!?" Delanie snapped at Trina.

"No ma'am! Charging ahead!" Trina responded dutifully, then drove ahead in her dinghy.

Beck just went along with it, driving beside her while Delanie followed them. "So much for a day off..." Trina muttered, keeping an eye out for anyone else coming their way.

Bonnie snickered, seeing the three of them grouped together. "Guess Kahlin was right about that Award Winner alliance." Bonnie commented to herself.

Bonnie lined up her catapult, then pulled the lever down and fired one of her cannonballs toward the trio. "Eat cannon fire, or whatever." Bonnie sort of got into the spirit of the challenge, declaring her attack.

-Confessional: Bonnie-

Bonnie rubbed both arms, having a frown. "As much as I'd love to ogle Flaky and the others in their sexy outfits, being in the sun like this really isn't my thing. Curse my ginger skin. Just another part of my heritage to be ashamed of. So I'll just play reckless and get taken out early. Better the others don't see me as a threat, picked up on that one from Jim."

-End Confessional-

Bonnie's cannonball hit the water near Trina's dinghy, splashing her and Beck as it happened. "Attacker to the east! Time to take the counter-offensive!" Delanie shouted, taking aim herself.

Beck and Trina did the same, all turning their dinghies toward Trina and then running over to their catapults to hurl. "I'd feel bad, but she initiated." Beck remarked to Trina, who just had a smirk as she pulled her lever.

Bonnie saw the three cannonballs now headed her way and dove down right away, laying down on the floor while the cannonballs landed. The black cannonball splashed just in front of Bonnie, the gray one soared over her and splashed on the other side, and the purple one hit her dinghy in the front, knocking it back a few feet and bumping Bonnie up. "Woah, those things are the real deal." Bonnie commented, soon standing back on her feet now that the coast was briefly clear.

The coast was in fact not clear though, as right after she stood up, a white cannonball crashed right through the center of her dinghy, leading to it starting to sink. "Heh, the cum ball." Bonnie joked despite her now precarious situation.

"Your immaturity astounds me." Thomas insulted her as he drove by, the white cannonballs in his dinghy making him the clear culprit.

"I get that a lot." Bonnie replied, giving him the same dead look as always.

Thomas didn't say anything further, just driving off before he could get targeted. "He stole our valor! After him!" Delanie shouted, then began to chase after Thomas.

"Not how that works either..." Trina mumbled, running back over to her steering wheel and speeding off after Thomas as well.

Beck watched the two speed off and was about to join them, before pausing. "Hmm... I'm good." Beck decided, then drove the other way.

Bonnie's dinghy had now fully sank, and she soon noticed two shark fins coming her way. "Oh yeah, sharks." she noted, then began to swim to shore.

The sharks were of course significantly faster and caught up to her, now poking the heads out of the water and baring their teeth. Bonnie saw them coming closer and let out a sigh as she continued to swim. "Beats staying in the sun I guess." Bonnie remarked, accepting the impending shark attack.

Jim sped by before they could bite her though, ramming his dinghy into the two sharks. "Get in, now!" Jim yelled at her, pointing to the floor behind him

Bonnie climbed into his dinghy, sitting down by his red cannonballs, and Jim then zipped off towards the shore while the sharks recoiled from the pain. "I'm just dropping you off, because I still have fighting to do. Can't believe you just charged in like that!" Jim scolded Bonnie.

"Well thanks for picking me up still. Not great at war if you didn't notice." Bonnie thanked Jim, who just went quiet after that.

-Confessional: Jim-

Jim rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "I only saved Bonnie because I need her to stay in the game. Won't do any good if my vote is eaten up by a shark. That's all, not like I'd actually care about that weirdo. Not one bit, totally."

-End Confessional-

Trixie was riding within the perimeter of the lake, avoiding the action and just watching Thomas lead Delanie and Trina away. "Ugh, hope someone takes her out so I don't have to deal with her." Trixie commented to herself, leaning against her pile of pink cannonballs.

Melissa was already speeding toward her as she said this though, soon stopping and loading one of her brown cannonballs into the catapult. "Figures you'd be lazy! Play with honor coward!" Melissa called Trixie out from 30 feet away.

Trixie groaned, now turning her boat to take aim as well. "You could have just NOT come after me, but okay, don't whine if you get sunk!" Trixie yelled back, then pulled the lever on her catapult.

Melissa pulled hers as well, sending their cannonballs flying toward each other. Melissa's hit the front of Trixie's dinghy, making her stumble backward, while Melissa just ducked as Trixie's flew overhead. "You say that like I should just let you have immunity, not happening!" Melissa shot back, loading another cannonball into her catapult after winding it back, then fired again.

Trixie stood up after the hit knocked her down, rubbing her back before seeing another cannonball headed her way. She took cover behind her steering wheel, watching the brown cannonball fly overhead. "Jeez she's aggressive about this..." Trixie muttered to herself.

As Melissa loaded up another cannonball to hurl, Flaky drove up to the pair, then stopped about 40 feet away from both. She made a little picture frame with her hands, then looked back at her catapult, then right back through the picture frame. "H-Here goes! Time to s-sink you!" Flaky exclaimed, then loaded one of her orange cannonballs.

"Wait what!? Hold on, you don't fire at a teammate!" Melissa tried to talk down Flaky, while Trixie loaded another cannonball.

"A teammate?" Trixie picked up, while Flaky jumped and pushed down on her lever, launching a cannonball toward Melissa. Seeing the action going on, the sharks now began to swim toward the three.

Melissa hurried to load another cannonball, but Flaky's ended up crashing right through the floor in front of the steering wheel. "S-Score! 8000 points for m-me!" Flaky declared, then did a quick spin on her steering wheel, turning to Trixie.

Melissa dove off her sinking dinghy, then watched it sink underwater completely once she surfaced. "Ugh, you're lucky I'm dealing with friendly fire here!" Melissa shouted at Trixie.

"I'd not worry about me right now." Trixie remarked with a smirk, pointing to one of the shark fins coming toward her. She then pulled her lever, flinging a cannonball toward Flaky.

Melissa saw the shark coming toward her and her eyes widened with panic, prompting her to start swimming to shore as fast as she could. "Not cool Chris!" Melissa yelled as she swam away.

Flaky leaned out of the way of the cannonball Trixie hurled at her, letting it hit and bounce off the side. "Eep! You're going d-down next!" Flaky yelled to Trixie as she loaded another cannonball into her catapult, then flung it excitedly.

"You're a nerd who knows physics and stuff, so I'll pass on that. Later!" Trixie replied, winking as she just ran to her steering wheel and then drove off, leaving the cannonball to just splash in the water and hurt no one.

Flaky kicked at the air, before hurrying to her steering wheel and pushing the gas lever forward, pursuing Trixie. "Y-You can't just camp t-the whole challenge!" Flaky called to Trixie as she drove behind her.

-Confessional: Trixie-

Trixie rolled her eyes, before resting her head on one palm. "Am I surprised Flaky is ticked off with me still? No, if someone tried to throw a challenge just to get rid of me, I'd probably do the same. But if this goes beyond challenges and she starts trying to organize votes against me, I'm going to be in serious trouble. Plus, Melissa mentioned being teammates with her? Does those two have an alliance? Ugh, more and more things for me to dig into and they still aren't the most dangerous."

-End Confessional-

Klaas and Kahlin were having a bout near the center of the lake, about 35 feet apart from each other as they hurled their cannonballs. "Ugh, wish there was a better way to aim with these. Guess that's what makes it a challenge!" Kahlin remarked, then pulled his lever and flung one of his blue cannonballs.

This one ended up hitting Klaas's steering wheel, making his dinghy sputter a bit before spoke began to come out. "You're telling me! Let the luckier man win I suppose!" Klaas remarked back as he hurled another green cannonball despite the steering malfunction.

The cannonball almost hit Kahlin, but he jumped over it and let it zoom by into the water. "Almost got lucky with that one!" Kahlin let out, now unwinding his catapult and getting another ball in.

Returning from his drop off, Jim drove up to the three of them with a cannonball already prepared to fire. "I've been seeing you two dimwits whiffing from the shore, guess I'll take you both out!" Jim declared, aiming toward Klaas first.

"Seriously? I already can't land a shot, just go for someone else man." Klaas told Jim, as his dinghy now slowly spun around from the steering malfunction.

Klaas pulled his lever, but it fly even remotely toward Kahlin. "Well you aren't getting immunity and double crossing us, so eat this!" Jim shot back, then pulled his lever as well.

Right after Jim pulled his catapult's lever, a green cannonball crashed through the floor of his dinghy, and Jim's red one just splashed harmlessly next to Klaas's dinghy. "Weird luck, but I tried to warn you!" Klaas had a small laugh as Jim began to sink.

"Tharr she sinks! Such is the way of war!" Kahlin commented, saluting to Jim as his dinghy sink.

"Just shut up!" Jim yelled, laying down on the hole made by the cannonball in a futile attempt to cover it.

Kahlin wouldn't have much laughing time either, as a black cannonball soon crashed through the floor of his dinghy. "Huh!? Who was that?" Kahlin let out, genuinely surprised.

Kahlin looked back, and Klaas grimaced when he saw that Beck now drove up, relishing in his successful hit. "Lucky you didn't take up my bet." Beck taunted Kahlin, chuckling afterward.

"Ahhh, you got me good! As much as I'd love to stick around and see who sinks you, I've got some sharks I'll have to deal with soon, so catch you later bud!" Kahlin told the actor with a smile, before leaping off his sinking dinghy and now swimming after Jim who was also on his way to the shore.

Two shark fins soon passed by Klaas and Beck's dinghies, clearly going after the boys. "Would hate to be them right now, let's hope I get lucky again." Klaas said to himself as he loaded up another cannonball to take out Beck.

Beck hurried to unwind his catapult, then tossed another cannonball into the bucket. "Luck luck luck, getting real tired of hearing that from you all season. Better hope you're lucky enough to avoid the sharks." Beck sarcastically told Klaas, before pulling his lever and flinging the cannonball.

Klaas flung his as well, but had to dive away from where he was standing as Beck's cannonball smashed through the floor of the dinghy. "Crap, lucky shot!" Klaas let out, seeing his dinghy quickly fill with water. He saw that the sharks were preoccupied with Jim and Kahlin, so he dove off and went at an angle towards the shore.

Beck was going to say something, but also had to hit the deck as Klaas's cannonball came toward his dinghy. It hit the pole supporting his catapult, snapping it and making the top half fall onto his dinghy. The ball still hit the floor, but only with a small thud since the first hit took all it's speed. "Great, I have to fix this before someone else attacks..." Beck muttered, pulling a wrench out of his inner shirt pocket.

-Confessional: Beck-

Beck tapped the wrench on his head, smiling at the camera. "I keep a wrench on me at all times, never know when you're going to need one. That's what my pops does too, can't tell you how many times him or me have done test runs on cars just to have something need to be fixed midway through. Y'know, fixing stuff is probably one of the only things that still gets me going. Haven't had to do much mechanic work ever since my acting career took off though, kinda miss it."

-End Confessional-

On the east side of the lake, Delanie and Trina were still trying to hit Thomas, who was just purely driving his dinghy instead of firing back. "Quit running! Only cowards retreat!" Delanie yelled at Thomas.

Thomas didn't say anything back, just continuing to drive. "Col. Ketchup? I think he is leading us somewhere, we should take a different approach to this." Trina advised.

"Nonsense! We outnumber him! He can only bide his time for so long!" Delanie turned the idea down, going as fast as she could, not giving him any leeway at all.

Trina sighed and just went along with it, although a pink cannonball soon splashed near the pair and alerted them. "Colonel! We're being flanked!" Trina cried out.

Delanie looked to their right, seeing where the cannonball came from, then narrowed her eyes at the culprit. "Looks like Thomas called for reinforcements..." Delanie uttered, turning her dinghy to aim.

"Nah, you two are just huddled together, easier to land a hit." Trixie replied casually, loading another cannonball.

"Private Bellwether, take aim and eliminate this attacker!" Delanie ordered, now running over to her catapult.

"Will do Colonel!" Trina obeyed and turned her dinghy as well, letting Thomas escape.

Both pulled their levers at the same time, hurling their cannonballs toward Trixie. "The whole war act is kinda adorable not gonna lie, you two are really into this huh?" Trixie remarked, not taking them seriously at all as she pulled her lever and flung another cannonball.

Delanie's cannonball missed, although Trina's ended up going right through Trixie's dinghy and tore a hole through. "We sunk her battleship! Bravo!" Delanie praised Trina, pumping a fist in the air as it began to sink.

Trina also pumped a fist in the air with her, but was soon smacked in the face by Trixie's cannonball, knocking her overboard into the water. "And I sunk your private!" Trixie sarcastically exclaimed as she jumped off her dinghy and began to swim toward Delanie's dinghy.

"What do you think you're doing!?" Delanie let out, ready to smack Trixie as she swam towards her.

"Just taking cover from the sharks, don't get your bikini in a twist." Trixie answered, rolling her eyes as she now floated next to Delanie's dinghy.

"You're g-going down!" Flaky yelled as she arrived, still having been chasing Trixie. She quickly hurled a cannonball toward Trixie despite her being in the water.

Delanie thought she was the target though and panicked, loading another cannonball. "Heh, guess you'll finish the job for me." Trixie remarked, before ducking underwater as the cannonball splashed in the water near her.

Trina then surfaced from the water, catching her breath before beginning to swim back to her dinghy. The big shark fin soon came toward her though, and before Trina could even start to pull herself aboard, Fang now poked his head out of the water and bared his teeth. "Yep, I'm outta here!" Trixie let out in a whisper-yell, swimming off.

Trina now had to abandon her dinghy as Fang lunged in for a bite, with him ending up eating a chunk of the boat, leading to it promptly sinking. "Oh you've gotta be kidding me!" Trina cried out as she swam away.

Fang swallowed the boat chunk and then began to chase after Trina again, repeatedly biting at the air as he did so, while Trina screamed all the way to the shore as she swam. "Huh, didn't think she could swim that fast." Trixie commented from behind, swimming with no problem at all.

-Confessional: Trina-

Trina's swimsuit now had several pieces ripped off, and her sunhat had a chunk taken out of it, along with a gash on her forehead, with her glaring at the camera. "When I make it to Parliament, the first thing I'm doing is lifting those shark hunting laws!"

-End Confessional-

Delanie was now faced with Flaky, aiming her catapult and reversing her dinghy a bit to line up her shot. "Should've just stayed out of my way, because I don't back down from a fight!" Delanie shouted at Flaky before pulling her lever.

Flaky watched Delanie take her shot as she loaded her own, then just stood confidently as Delanie's shot completely missed and splashed in the water. "S-Sure you don't back d-down, but only one of us h-has three stars on every level in M-Mad Birds!" Flaky pointed out, making a picture frame with her hands and sticking her tongue out as she sized up her shot.

After adjusting her dinghy a tiny bit, Flaky then pulled her lever, sending her cannonball straight toward Delanie. The actress ducked down and the cannonball flew over her head, only for it to crash into the floor right behind her. "Mayday! Mayday! This can't be how it ends! I was supposed to die in France! I never even saw France!" Delanie cried out dramatically as her dinghy sank.

Flaky just raised an eyebrow at these final words, before Delanie just sank into the water and began to swim toward the shore. "There's only three players left! And any of them could win immunity!" Chris narrated, while everyone already knocked out of the challenge sitting beside him aside from Delanie.

Thomas now drove back to the center of the lake, where Flaky was now, readying his catapult to fire. "W-Waited for all the f-fighting to be done with huh?" Flaky asked him with a smirk.

"It's simply the smart way to play." Thomas replied, then pulled his lever and flung a cannonball.

Flaky gave her dinghy some gas and pulled out of the way of the incoming cannonball, letting it splash a good distance from her. She made a picture frame with her hands like always, closing one eye as she fixed her shot. "And that's t-the lame way!" Flaky complained, before pulling her lever and firing.

Thomas tried to deflect the cannonball with his arm, but he realized how fast it was coming and just stepped out of the way instead, leading to it ripping through his floor. "Sacre bleu, all that evading for this? What a shame." Thomas commented, watching his dinghy sink with apathy.

A shark now swam towards him and lunged once it was close, but Thomas just held a hand up and smacked it across the face with enough force to send it back a few feet. "None of that." Thomas told the humbled shark, before just swimming off and leaving Flaky just as confused as the shark.

-Confessional: Thomas-

Thomas had his arms crossed, looking satisfied. "I do not mind losing that close to the end. Flaky was w jej żywiole. Trying extra hard and defeating her would only reflect bad on me."

-End Confessional-

Beck had reattached the top half of his catapult to the pole supporting it, although his eyes widened when he saw Flaky driving toward him. "Shoot... I still need to get the lever back on." Beck muttered.

"Alright B-Beck, time for y-you to sink!" Flaky shouted as she stopped 30 feet away from him.

Beck groaned as she arrived, although an idea quickly popped into his head. "Got something for you actually..." Beck began in a suave voice while he began to screw on his lever.

"W-What is... it..." Flaky didn't even get to fully question him before Beck just took his shirt off and raised his sunglasses, then winked at Flaky.

Flaky's cheeks quickly turned red, with her drooling just seeing him like this. "B-Beck... I umm... w-wow..." Flaky stammered, her mind completely off the challenge.

Beck worked quickly, taking pauses from attaching the lever to look at Flaky and wink, with the occasional muscle flex as well. "Like what you see?" Beck asked her smoothly.

Flaky nodded her head, her pupils almost resembling hearts as she ogled him. "Y-Yeah... can I m-make lo-"

"Great, because it's the last thing you're seeing this challenge." Beck cut her off, finishing reattaching his lever.

Beck spun his steering wheel and loaded four cannonballs into the bucket while Flaky snapped back to reality after this comment. His catapult creaked under the weight, but he had fastened it tight enough to stay in place. "W-Wait no f-fair!" Flaky cried out as she now had to readjust for her shot.

Beck just pulled his lever though, hurling four cannonballs at Flaky and her dinghy. Two of them hit the water, one of them hit her in the stomach, and the last one crashed through the floor in her dinghy. "N-No no no! Y-You tricked me!" Flaky let out as she stood up from being hit, clutching her stomach.

"I'd get swimming instead of complaining if I were you." Beck just told her, putting his shirt back on and lowering his sunglasses into place.

Instead of swimming though, Flaky just hopped into the bucket of her catapult, then reached down and pulled the lever, sending her flying toward the shore. "I w-won't be sharkbaiiiiit!" Flaky yelled as she flew through the air, landing about 10 feet away from the shore and splashing everyone there.

Once Flaky crawled onto the sand with everyone else, Chris now rang the war horn once more. "And that's that! Beck wins immunity!" Chris announced, rather surprised by this result.

Beck smirked, proudly putting his wrench back in his pocket before driving back to shore. "Which means that the rest of you are now up on the chopping block tonight! You can go dry off and get dressed, then I'll see you all tonight for the ceremony, where you'll vote for anyone except for Beck!" Chris told everyone else.

Some tension filled the players, but everyone pretty much already had an idea of who they were targeting. "We'll make our decision soon." Melissa told her alliance mates as she stood up, then jogged off to go change.

Everyone else was much less eager to hurry off, while Beck pulled up in his dinghy proudly. "Nice going lieutenant! Let's keep that up for the next challenge too!" Delanie praised Beck, giving him a salute as he stepped on the sand.

Beck jokingly saluted back with a smirk. "It's like you said, it's time to step up our game." Beck replied, then shot a finger gun at her.

"Speaking of game..." Trina began, then looked back to make sure no one was listening. "Who are we voting for ma'am?" Trina asked.

"Oh, you already know who!" Delanie replied fiercely, before walking off with Beck.

-Confessional: Melissa-

Melissa sighed, her head hung in shame for a moment. "Our entirely alliance lost immediately, except for Flaky. But as an alliance of 6, we still hold the majority vote despite not having immunity. Tonight's vote will be guilt free, but the next few? I don't know if I'm ready..."

-End Confessional-

As everyone walked back to the trailers, Flaky still looked embarrassed about the whole challenge when Bonnie jogged up to her. "Hey." Bonnie greeted her plainly.

Flaky perked up hearing Bonnie, looking back at her. "H-Huh? Oh hi B-Bonnie... what's up?" Flaky greeted her back.

"Just gonna say it, you did great out there. I mean, I lost immediately, you almost won it." Bonnie complimented Flaky.

Flaky nodded, making a bit of a pouty face. "Y-Yeah, but, I c-completely threw it b-because of Beck's l-looks..." Flaky complained.

Bonnie just shrugged at this, putting a hand on Flaky's shoulder. "Can't fault you on that. I mean, you saw how hot he was. Nothing to be ashamed of." Bonnie assured Flaky.

Flaky blushed again, now picturing him in her mind. "H-He was yeah... it j-just feels w-wrong to be s-so open about it..." Flaky admitted, crossing her arms.

Bonnie chuckled for once, smiling down at Flaky. "I got used to it pretty quick. You've got urges, so do I, the less time you spend being ashamed about them is more time you can spend enjoying yourself. Like how you look super hot in leopard print." Bonnie encouraged Flaky.

Flaky's blush only got worse, looking away from Bonnie for a moment. "Are you h-hitting on m-me?" Flaky asked.

Bonnie shook her head, then gestured with her thumb to Delanie in the distance. "Ehh... it's not as fun hitting on someone just as perverted as you. Someone like Delanie or Kylie is more fun. Plus they're pretty big too, no offense." Bonnie explained.

Flaky calmed down a little, looking at Bonnie again. "S-So we're just friends? And umm... I'm not p-perverted like you a-are..." Flaky clarified.

"Ah ah, you think we can't hear you on your bunk at night? You might be freakier than me, you just hide it well sometimes. Today was a dead giveaway though. Couldn't think of a better friend than you, maybe a little more than that if you're down." Bonnie teased Flaky, whose blush got even worse than before.

"I'm g-gonna go change!" Flaky blurted out, before dashing off ahead.

"Keep the shorts, they look good on you!" Bonnie called to Flaky as she left.

-Confessional: Bonnie-

Bonnie still had a smile, now back in her normal clothes. "Flaky might be my favorite person I've ever met honestly. Back home, pretty much everyone just avoids me, but here? It's nice. Once our alliance makes it to the final 6, hopefully Jim, Flaky, and I can just ride it out to the end. Never thought I'd say it, but glad I made some friends here."

-End Confessional-

Later in the evening, just after dinner, Melissa was on her way back to the trailers jogging ahead when she noticed Trina shuddering with fear as she sat on the steps of the trailer. "Huh? What's gotten into you?" Melissa asked Trina, seeing how rattled she was.

Trina shook her head, hugging her knees as she looked up at Melissa. "I j-just... I don't know what to do ma'am..." Trina responded in a shaky voice.

"If it's about tonight's vote, don't worry. You're like the last person I'd vote for right now. You'll vote with us right?" Melissa assured Trina, pointing at herself.

"Umm... I'm not supposed to say... but I can't." Trina answered, her eyes darting around to see if someone in particular was nearby.

Melissa raised an eyebrow, looking around as well to see what she was looking for. "Why not? Is Delanie going for someone else? I know you two are really close." Melissa questioned her, trying to see her angle.

"Please don't tell anyone ma'am, but... Klaas and Trixie threatened me. They said if I didn't vote for Jim, they'd beat me up and send me home next time." Trina confessed, looking down at the ground.

"Klaas!?" Melissa out in shock, clenching both fists.

Trina nodded her head. "Him and Trixie yes, they're going for Jim tonight." Trina reiterated sorrowly.

The rest of the Munchers now caught up to Melissa since she jogged ahead, with Bonnie walking past Melissa to head into the trailer. "Uh, hate to interrupt the weeping, but can I go inside?" Bonnie requested.

Melissa turned around, right away pointing a finger at Klaas. "You! I can't believe you're already flipping on us! I expected better!" Melissa scolded Klaas.

Klaas looked confused, as did Kahlin, while Jim crossed his arms. "What are you talking about?" Jim asked, giving Klaas a side eye.

Hearing the yelling, Delanie opened the trailer door and Flaky poked her head out as well. "What's with the commotion?" Beck asked, although he just looked bored still.

"Klaas and Trixie are organizing votes against Jim apparently! We have dinner together, yet he's scheming against our own alliance!" Melissa answered Jim's question, stirring up more confusion.

Trixie heard her name and now stepped out of the trailer as well, shoving Trina out of the way. "Wait a minute, what makes you think I'm doing that?" Trixie asked, glaring at Melissa.

"Yeah, as if I'd work with Trixie, we're supposed to be voting her off tonight! No way I'd fumble my hand like that!" Klaas added, his anger toward Trixie at the moment.

Melissa helped Trina up, patting her shoulder. "Trina was scared out of her mind because you two threatened her into voting with you! You tried to keep her silent, but now the cat's out of the bag and you're busted!" Melissa cited Trina, who nodded her head nervously.

Trixie shot a glare at Trina now, realizing what was going on. "Now hold on! This is all a scheme by Delanie! She's trying to just drive votes away from her!" Trixie now accused the actress standing in the trailer doorway.

"Me? As if! I already knew you were going down tonight. Why would I waste my time trying to expose you for being the scum we already know you are?" Delanie denied the accusation matter of factly.

Beck raised a hand, then gestured to Klaas. "I saw Trixie and Klaas talking before the challenge, he seemed pretty into whatever she was talking to him about. Don't know what though." Beck testified.

"She was asking about carrom! A board game!" Klaas defended himself, seeing the hole being dug for him.

"A board game? Really? You expect us to buy that? This is just like always, you'll take any chance to try and get rid of me!" Jim argued, leaning into the accusation.

"That's literally what she asked! Whatever, let's just vote her off like we planned, this doesn't change anything!" Klaas shifted the argument, pointing at Trixie.

Trixie groaned, pointing back at Klaas. "Sounds like your alliance is falling apart the day you made it, on top of you making it blatantly obvious you're in one. Great job guys. I'll just vote for Delanie tonight since she's clearly trying to start crap. You all should do the same." Trixie told them, before just storming off to go vote.

"Excuse you! Clearly me? What a pathetic attempt to flip this on me, you're just salty you got caught!" Delanie chastised Trina, before storming back into the trailer.

Trina watched worriedly as Trixie stormed off, then flinched as she looked at Klaas. "Can I go inside now ma'am? I feel like I shouldn't have said anything..." Trina asked Melissa.

"You're fine. We can always count on you being soft. We've got bigger things to deal with." Jim told Trina, waving her off and trying to stay calm.

"Well that just happened. Are we voting for Delanie or Trixie then?" Bonnie asked the rest of her alliance as Trina headed back into the trailer and Beck walked to the guys' trailer.

"Delanie isn't even an option here, unless you guys actually think she was behind this." Klaas answered, still riled up from the accusation.

Melissa nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Trixie is just throwing everything at the wall to make this land. No way Delanie would set all that up... right? It had to be Trixie. She probably just told Trina to throw Klaas's name in there as a backup in case she got caught." Melissa theorized.

Jim had both fists clenched still, even more riled up than Klaas. "If I even have one vote tonight, you are done Klaas! Done!" Jim threatened Klaas, then stormed off as well.

Kahlin tapped his chin, having been silent the whole confrontation. "I'm having trouble putting all the pieces together here, but I think I get it. Let's just get rid of Trixie tonight, then we'll sort everything else out tomorrow. There's definitely multiple peeps behind this." Kahlin suggested, then jogged off to go vote as well.

-Confessional: Klaas-

Klaas facepalmed, sinking back in his seat. "Why me? Why is Trixie and maybe Delanie gunning for me? I've stayed out of both of their ways for this exact reason. Getting caught in their crosshairs would have just thrown everything out of wack, and it definitely did here. Hopefully I smoothed things over well enough. I could have done some more lying myself to throw someone else under, but... I don't think Nanashi would want me to do the same smearing as them."

-End Confessional-

Rather than going to vote, Kahlin caught up to Trixie, still angrily marching to the ceremony stage. "Hey, wait up!" Kahlin called to Trixie.

Trixie stopped for a moment, looking back at Trixie. "What do you want? To lampoon me more for something I didn't do?" Trixie asked him bitterly.

"Nope, here to make a deal actually." Kahlin began, smiling at her.

"A deal? And let me guess, this deal will also screw me over? No thanks." Trixie turned him down.

Kahlin didn't give up though, jogging ahead of her and blocking her way. "Not so fast. Here's my deal. I won't vote for you tonight, if you just do something not even vote related for me." Kahlin proposed.

"And what is that 'not even vote related' thing you want? You're not a perv like Bonnie are you?" Trixie questioned him.

"Nope, just need you to find Trina's notepad for me. She was writing in it all the time before Thomas got her that new one and she started writing in that. It's probably in the girls' trailer, so I can't get it." Kahlin explained his request.

Trixie scoffed, then smiled and pointed at herself. "A notepad lift? Done. Delanie's plans are probably laid out in there, it'd do me good too if someone found that." Trixie accepted the deal, and Kahlin then let her keep walking.

"Yeah, Delanie's plans..." Kahlin trailed off as he watched Trixie keep walking.

-Confessional: Kahlin-

Kahlin crossed his arms, smirking at the camera. "I'm not saying I don't believe Klaas. He definitely had nothing to do with what went down tonight. But I don't think anyone was on the mark with who was behind this. Last night, Toby went home. There should have been at least a tie, but there wasn't. Even after I buttered Delanie into voting Beck and Trina seemed sure she was voting for him too. A week ago? Esteban left in a 2-3 vote. If Trina is as soft as the others think she is, why wouldn't she just vote off Delanie or Beck and save the people she actually cares about? Just a thought."

-End Confessional-

Grandiose music played after the confessionals, showing a highlight reel of all of Chris's best moments and expressions from throughout the series. Fireworks could be heard, and the reel panned out to show a giant Gilded Chris in the center of it all. Fireworks went off behind the statue and the music got louder, signaling that the award ceremony was about to start.

All eleven players were now present for the ceremony, scattered throughout the stands with a very bitter air and untrusting vibe throughout. Beck and Delanie sat in the back together on the left, with Flaky and Bonnie on the other end together. In the middle row, Melissa, Klaas, Jim, and Trina sat spaced out from each other, while Trixie, Thomas, and Kahlin sat in the front row. Beck was still wearing his sunglasses, and Flaky was still wearing her shorts, while everyone else was now entirely back in their normal outfits.

Chef stood next to Chris on the stage, carrying a tray of 10 Gilded Chris statues. "Welcome everyone to the first award ceremony of the merge! I can tell you're all excited to be here!" Chris joked, seeing how serious almost everyone was.

Beck was the only one with a smile, leaning back with his hands behind his head. "As today's winner, Beck is safe and cannot be voted for, while the rest of you are up for grabs! So get out your voting devices and cast your vote!" Chris reminded everyone as he grabbed a statue off the tray and tossed it to Beck, who lazily caught it while everyone else grabbed their tablets to vote.

Trixie voted with vigor, glaring at Delanie just so everyone knew where her vote went. Delanie cast her vote, glaring right back at Trixie. Beck cast his vote without much thought, then set his tablet back beneath his seat. Flaky and Bonnie cast their votes at the same time, although Flaky seemed much more determined than Bonnie did.

Melissa had a conflicted look, looking between Trixie, Klaas, and Delanie on her tablet before just making up her mind and tapping one. Jim tapped his vote in, cracking his screen a little from how hard he pressed his thumb down. Klaas had his poker face as he cast his vote, not showing his feelings at all. Thomas voted swiftly, also not showing his feelings as always. Trina voted with a worried look, and Kahlin had a small smirk as he cast his vote.

The votes were all in, popping up on the tablet on Chris's podium. "Aaaaand the votes have been counted! If you get a Gilded Chris, you're safe, and if you don't, then that's it for you!" Chris announced, reading over the results.

Chris grabbed the next statue from the tray, looking over the 10 people up for elimination and smiling as he saw how just about everyone was invested for once. "The Gilded Chrises go to..."

...

"Melissa."

Melissa caught her statue, although she still looked uneasy as she held it.

...

"Kahlin."

Kahlin already knew he was in the clear, so he already had a hand out to catch his award.

...

"Trina."

Trina let out a sigh of relief, catching her award and peeling off the foil to eat the chocolate.

...

"Flaky."

Flaky caught her award happily, then looked at Bonnie with a smidge of concern.

...

"Bonnie."

Bonnie caught hers next, and the two perverts clinked their statues together before peeling the foil off and taking a bite of the chocolate underneath.

...

"Thomas."

Thomas just nodded in acknowledgement, catching his statue plainly.

...

"Jim."

Jim grunted as he heard his name after so long, giving Klaas a doubtful look now as he caught his award.

This left Delanie, Klaas, and Trixie without awards, although they all knew they'd be in this position. "This is so lame, I didn't even do anything, why am I here!?" Delanie complained, glaring at Trixie.

"Wonder how that feels." Klaas remarked, resting his hand on his palm.

"Oh shut it Delanie, it's your own fault you're here!" Trixie snapped at Delanie.

Chris laughed for a moment, then grabbed the second to last Gilded Chris. "So no one in this bottom 3 did anything wrong? I find that hard to believe. But the next completely innocent party safe is..."

...

"Delanie!"

Delanie grinned and caught her award, pumping a fist in the air. "Nice try! Can't take me down that easily!" Delanie bragged.

Klaas and Trixie glanced at each other, the sinking feeling of elimination becoming ever growing in them. "Trixie, Klaas, one of you is going home tonight. That someone and second member of the jury is..."

...

Klaas leaned forward, clutching his good luck charm and keeping his poker face. Trixie sank in her seat a bit, crossing her arms with a worried look.

...

"Klaas!"

A few gasps fell on the cast as Trixie was tossed the final Gilded Chris, with even Klaas dropping his poker face and looking shocked. "YES!" Trixie let out as she snatched her award out of the air.

Klaas stood up, still clutching his good luck charm. "Ugh, got unlucky and some of you fell for that whole 'exposure' huh? Well Delanie, Trixie, whichever of you pulled that off, you played that well." Klaas played it cool, then walked out of the stands.

"Pff, take the high road, but you weren't this calm just a bit ago." Trixie remarked, savoring her safety.

Delanie nodded in agreement. "Or do you not just care about winning like the rest of us? Guess your girlfriend rubbed off on you." Delanie joked, although Trixie didn't laugh with her.

Klaas was about to just walk away without a word, but stopped after Delanie's comment and narrowed his eyes at her. "You know what? She did. I could have done you both dirty. But I played clean. I can leave here knowing I played a run I can be proud of. I don't think either of you can say that at this point in the game. It's like any card game, every quick blunder to get ahead never works, so I look forward to seeing how you two get taken down." Klaas told the two of them, then kept on walking.

Chris watched Klaas leave, rolling his eyes. "And off he goes. Eugh, I hate when they aren't bothered by getting voted off. The rest of you can go hit the hay, I know there's some feelings brewing still." Chris dismissed everyone.

Everyone left promptly got up and began to head to the trailer in their usual groups, while Chris turned and faced the camera. "So Klaas leaves and ruins my night by making it anticlimactic! Guess he has a girlfriend to return to, so he made it off pretty sweet! Will the next person to leave be as fortunate? And just who will that be? Stay tuned and find out next time, on Total, Drama, Reeeeeeeeevenge of the Film Lot!" Chris concluded the episode, doing a salute with Chef to sign off this time.

Players Remaining:

Melissa, Kahlin, Bonnie, Jim, Delanie, Beck, Trina, Trixie, Thomas, Flaky

Placements:

11th: Klaas

12th: Toby

13th: Athena

13th: Flynn

15th: Nanashi

16th: Jack

17th: Esteban

18th: Kylie

19th: King

20th: Freddy

21st: Lilac

22nd: Vergil

23rd: Diamond

24th: Maxine

25th: Donna

Author's Note:

Thank you to Alexneushoorn for sending in Klaas! He was sent in as more of an antagonistic character, and he seemed like the perfect one to redeem over time rather than give a traditional villain run to. He came into the game ready to swindle his way to the end, and now he's where he is! Haven't seen people really go that way with antagonist OCs. Both him and Nanashi were a treat to develop together, one of my favorite dynamics overall to write. His story was almost over around the time Nanashi left, although I wanted a few more episodes of him playing the game the way Nanashi would have wanted him to before just sending him off. With how many cutthroat players were still in the game, his luck was bound to run out now that Nanashi had softened him up, but I wouldn't say that's a bad thing for him at all.

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