Last time, on Revenge of the Island! Our batty buffoons battled it out on baffling boats. Topher bore the brunt of a team that belittled him beyond belief before boldly bettering his bunch's boat. But, Cameron's brilliant brain birthed a beautiful, buoyant boat, bringing a breathtaking victory to his band. Scott and Scarlett, architects of a beguiling bond, brewed a bitter broth of betrayal to besmirch the best. Why all the B-words? B-cause Scarlett framed B for destroying their team's sail, even though it was actually Amy taking out her anger on her sister! B bore the blame, and in the ballot's bitter bearing, B got the BOOT. And now, tonight's challenge is about FEAR. And everyone knows fear is a dish best served IN THE DARK! It's all scary, right here on Total! Drama! Revenge on the Island!
Intro plays.
It's the middle of the night on Camp Wawanakwa. A full moon floats above the gloomy island. The campers enjoy a restful slumber after another stressful challenge. A tranquil ambiance blankets the weary summer camp. The only one awake is Dawn, who sits with her eyes closed in the lotus position. A luminous moth, drawn to her like a lamp, flutters into her presence and disturbs her trance. Dawn, perceptive as ever, cups her hand around her ear, as though listening to the ethereal insect.
"What's that, little one? Evil is lurking? Let me guess… Chris?"
An airhorn sounds, confirming her suspicions. It's one long, sustained blast. "RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Chris screams, a harbinger of impending chaos.
The atmosphere quickly transforms into a pandemonium of terrified voices and frenzied footsteps as the campers, disoriented and gripped by fear, bolt out of their cabins.
The night is filled with startled exclamations:
"Aaah!"
"What's happening?"
"Out of my way!"
"Move it or lose it!"
"Not the face!"
Chris, wearing ear protection, is standing smugly outside the cabins next to an intern holding an airhorn. Chris signals to the intern to cut the noise and the blaring finally stops. As the campers's eyes adjust to the dark, they realize the intern looks familiar.
"Dakota?" Sam exclaims.
"Huh?" Dakota is still hard-of-hearing from holding the airhorn so close to her ear.
DAKOTA CONFESSIONAL: So it turns out that daddy just wanted an excuse to get me out of the house for a couple months, so when I came home early, he sent me back here! He struck a deal with the producers to force me to be an intern. And now Chris is making me, like, WORK! So not cool!
"What is she doing here?" Anne Maria asks. "She lost!"
"What? Could you please stop the ringing?" Dakota's ears continue to be filled with a high-pitched noise from the airhorn's hearing damage.
"Well, Mr. Milton is friends with a couple of the producers. So he pulled a few strings to force us to babysit his little princess for a few more weeks," Chris explains, slightly irritated. "Anyways, challenge time!"
Chef pushes a map into view, which knocks over Dakota.
"Wait, we're doing a challenge at night? When it's all…you know…dark?" Brick stammers. Jo rolls her eyes and grimaces.
BRICK CONFESSIONAL: Ever since I was a boy, I hated the dark. With the creaks, and the "Who's that?" and the "Get away!" (the lights in the confessional go out.) AAH!
Chris begins explaining the challenge in a theatrically spooky voice for effect. "Your challenge! A scavenger hunt for three creepy souvenirs. Your locations? A haunted forest, a scary pet cemetery and an extra spook-tastic cave. First team to each location gets a special clue. But watch out for booby traps, I really went to town with them." Chris laughs ominously. "So move fast and stick together! You'll be penalized for each player you lose."
"What's with the giant spider on the map?" Cameron asks fearfully. He points to a large purple icon with a menacing arachnid on it.
"Oh, yeah," Chris chuckles. "There might be, like, a giant mutated spider running loose on the island. No big deal."
All the contestants gasp in fear.
CAMERON CONFESSIONAL: I have a severe case of arachnophobia. Also claustrophobia, acrophobia, aerophobia, megalophobia, hemophobia, equinophobia, coulrophobia, tonitrophobia… I might just have panphobia - fear of everything!
"There's nothing to fear but mortal terror itself. Talk soon!" With a grin, Chris brandishes his own airhorn, unleashing a shrill blast, which elicits a pained wince from Dakota.
The Maggots run through the dark wood, their speed caused both by the intensity of the challenge but also an urge to get out of the dark as soon as possible.
Jo, unfazed by the night's ominous ambiance, dismisses the challenge's perceived difficulty with a confident tone. "Chris is just setting this challenge at night to make it feel harder than it is. It's just a stupid scavenger hunt. With only three stops. We'll be back in bed in no time."
"But doesn't the dark make it harder?" Brick nervously posits. "It's pitch-black, and you don't know what's in front of you, and-"
Rolling her eyes, Jo interjects dismissively, "Come on, G.I. Joke. Get a grip."
"When I feel nervous, I just try to think of all the lovely creatures around me," Ella suggests. "All around you, just out of sight, are birds, squirrels, deer…"
The idea of dozens of tiny creatures watching him only seems to heighten Brick's anxiety. "All around me? What? Where?" Frantically scanning his surroundings, he inadvertently steps on a concealed snare trap in his desperate attempt to spot potential threats. "Aah!" In an instant, Brick is yanked upward by a hidden rope, which coils around one of his ankles, leaving him suspended from a low-hanging branch.
"Welcome to the haunted forest," Chris says over a loudspeaker. "Your clue can be found at the base of this tree."
Mike picks up a piece of paper tacked to the bottom of the trunk. Before he can read it, the Toxic Rats emerge close behind.
"Hey! Get your own piece of paper!" Anne Maria snaps.
The rope Brick is dangling from breaks and he falls to the ground, adding to the disorganized chaos. "G'ah!" He yelps in shock and pain.
"Don't worry, I've got a plan," Topher says to his team. "Let them have their clue, we'll go… look over there…" He leads his team over to a secluded area out of earshot.
"So what's your big plan?" Sam asks.
"We hide somewhere and follow the Maggots to OUR first clue. Easy," Topher explains.
SCARLETT CONFESSIONAL: Ever since his exile, Topher seems to be asserting himself a lot more. Which is bad news for me, because he would have been easy elimination fodder if we lost. Not that there's a target on my back or anything, but I don't like being down one peg on the totem pole. Topher wears his insecurities on his sleeve though so he should be simple to exploit.
"Where do we hide?" Rodney asks.
Topher points to a large thorny plant. "Into that bush!"
The Rats all wince in pain as they cram behind the thorned bush. But it works; the Maggots walk right by. Zoey begins reading the clue. "Inside a knot is a nest. Your souvenir lives with a pest. Find Polaris to travel northwest."
Mike is quick to make the connection. "Polaris is the north star." He points it out in the sky. "That way!"
"Great job, Mike!" Zoey gushes.
Dave leans over to Sky. "I knew that, too." Sky rolls her eyes.
"What was the first part of that clue again?" Mike asks. No response. "Zoey?" He looks around. Zoey has disappeared. "ZOEY!"
"Oh, rats," Sugar scowls. "That's a point deduction!"
Jo seems less upset. "She probably just went to the bathroom or something. Forget it. Keep moving."
Brick is aghast. "That's against the cadet code! Never leave a soldier behind!"
Jo is quick to snap back. "We're not leaving her. She left US. Okay? That means she's AWOL. Now forward march!"
BRICK CONFESSIONAL: Jo is like this bug. (he points to a small bug on his arm.) She's always trying to get under my skin! (The bug digs into his skin. Brick yelps.)
"We are NOT leaving Zoey behind!" Mike interjects angrily.
"Oh, great," Jo rolls her eyes. "You going to try and find your little girlfriend?"
"She's not my-SHUT UP!" Mike yells. He's getting worked up again.
"It will pose a hindrance to us in the challenge," Cameron concedes. "Like Sugar said, it's a point deduction."
"I'm not going to have this argument," Jo scoffs. "If you want to waste time looking for Little Miss Arcade Fire, go right ahead. But I'M completing the challenge."
"She's right," Anne Maria says. "It would be a bigger problem if we didn't complete the challenge at all."
"Finally, someone's talking sense," Jo says, both relieved and exasperated.
"How about this," Sky proposes. "Mike, Shawn and I will stay here and look for Zoey. The rest of you go ahead."
DAVE CONFESSIONAL: Why didn't she pick me? She picked two other guys and not me? Am I that low down on her pecking order?
"Zoey!"
"ZOEY!"
"Zoey?"
The three Maggots who stayed back all call out to their missing teammate. The Rats, who had been following the Maggots as per Topher's instruction, emerge from behind.
"What's going on?" Sam asks. "Did you guys lose a teammate?"
"Yes-I mean, NO! Not your problem!" Mike snaps back, frustrated.
Jasmine takes the opportunity to talk to her acquaintance on the opposite team. "What's going on, Shawn?"
"The rest of our team is going northwest while we're looking for Zoey." He realizes he just revealed crucial information. "Wait, I didn't-"
"No time for conversation, let's go!" Scott snaps.
"Thanks for the tip, Shawn," Jasmine says, slightly teasing as her team runs northwest. "See you at the finish line!"
"Yeah… if we get that far…" Shawn stares fearfully back into the dark forest that already claimed one of his team members.
The Toxic Rats continue to move forward.
"What was that with Shawn?" Scott probes judgmentally. "Are you collaborating with the enemy?"
"How was that collaborating?" Jasmine retorts. "He gave us information that we needed."
"Yea, but look how easily he spilled the beans," Scott points out. "What if you do the same to him one day?"
Jasmine becomes incredulous at this accusation. "I will not have my contributions to this team be cast into doubt by some… hillbilly farm boy!"
JASMINE CONFESSIONAL: I know Scott's up to something. I know it was Amy who ripped that sail. But Scott and that brainiac Scarlett said it was B. The gingers are up to something…
The remaining Mutant Maggots surge ahead northwest until they come to a large tree. "Look, team colors!" Cameron points to red and green graffiti at the base of the tree.
"What did the clue say?" Dave asks.
"Something about a knot and a pest?" Cameron replies, trying to jog his memory.
Jo points to a large knot hole in the tree. "Look. The clue's probably in there. We should send our smallest, most disposable member."
Brick objects vehemently. "No one's disposable!"
"Do you want to play nice or do you want to win?" Jo challenges. Before Brick can respond, Jo picks up Cameron by his sweatshirt and throws him into the knot. His lightweight stature makes this very easy. "Get the clue, string bean!"
"Agh!" Cameron cries as he lands in the hole. He pulls himself up. "A key! This must be the next souvenir!" Suddenly, a large, ominous eye appears in the knot of the tree. From other concealed crevices, massive blue tentacles unfurl. One of the tentacles wraps itself tightly around Cameron.
"What is that thing?" Dave exclaims, horrified.
"Throw rocks at it!" Sugar yells, not taking time to think too much about what the identity of the sinister creature is. She heaves a large rock right into the eye of the beast. It winces and drops Cameron, and then retreats back into the depths of the tree.
Cameron gasps for breath. "Thanks…"
A few minutes later, the Toxic Rats approach the same tree the Maggots were at earlier.
"This looks like it could be it," Scarlett observes, pointing at the paint markings.
"Watch out tree, here comes Lightning!" Lightning grabs onto the tree trunk and shimmies up to the knot, where he pulls out a key. The tentacled monster, now nursing its wound from Sugar, does not emerge so as to not risk another painful blow.
"Nice one, Lightning!" Samey praises.
"Thanks, cheerleader girl! Hey, didn't there used to be two of you?"
Samey glances around. "Amy?" Her twin sister has gone missing.
SAMEY CONFESSIONAL: It was really scary losing a team member in the middle of the night and in the dark… but there was a tiny, TINY sense of relief that Amy was gone. I mean, I still hope she's still… alive. And she probably is. I'm not a bad person, right?
The Mutant Maggots, their numbers dwindling from an initial eleven to a mere six, advance towards the ominous setting ahead – a mist-laden, desolate graveyard.
A speaker springs to life with Chris' voice. "Welcome to the Wawanakwa Pet Cemetery!"
"We're first. Get the clue, string bean!" Jo pushes Cameron towards the nearest grave. Cameron opens up the wooden coffin. Inside is a note of numbers, with 6, 6, 18 and 6 written in red.
"Aren't three sixes supposed to be evil?" Cameron asks fearfully.
"Who cares," Jo dismisses. "Fan out and look for numbers."
"By ourselves?" Brick shudders. "In the… dark?" He backs up into a path of dirt in front of a grave that immediately gives way when he steps on it. "AGH! Too dark! Too dark!"
"Oh, for goodness sake," Jo sighs.
"Brick, take my hand!" Ella reaches into the grave. Brick grabs onto her hand and climbs out of the grave. He collapses on the ground.
"So dark… so dark…" He pulls himself to his feet, revealing a wet stain on his pants. His teammates wince and grimace at this reveal.
"Nice one, Lieutenant Leak," Jo mocks.
Brick tries to cover up the stain. "It was wet down there! I landed on my crotch!" He runs off, embarrassed. "I gotta dry off!"
He runs out of the cemetery and goes behind a nearby tree. He grabs some leaves. "Come on, dry, dry!" He hears a rustle in the nearby bush. "Huh?"
The rest of the Maggots suddenly hear Brick scream. "Brick!" Dave exclaims. They run over to where the scream came from, and he's nowhere to be seen.
"Oh, no!" Ella cries.
"He was just here a second ago…" Cameron adds fearfully.
"Ah, well," Jo shrugs it off. "Two words. Dead weight. Let's keep moving."
"Hey, Brick may not be attractive in any way, but he is still a person!" Anne Maria snaps.
"He's a hero!" Ella adds.
"It's called a winning attitude. Get used to it or get out of the way," Jo retorts.
Before the argument can continue any further, the Toxic Rats arrive at the cemetery.
"Sup, losers? Sha-bam!" Lightning boasts.
"Oh, great," Jo says, frustrated. "If you weren't repeatedly second-guessing MY judgment, the Rats wouldn't have caught up with us!"
"A little internal trouble, Maggots?" Topher taunts as he jogs by. "AAH!" Topher runs right into an open pit in front of a grave. The snapping of mousetraps is heard. "G'ah! Mousetraps!?"
"Didn't your team used to have way more people?" Jasmine asks, ignoring Topher's travails.
"Yeah, uh, they're… over there." Jo gestures vaguely. "Come on!" She commands her team to follow her as they jog off to another area of the cemetery.
"We should probably take a headcount," Scarlett recommends.
"On it!" Lightning decares. "Lightning is here!"
He points to Jasmine. "British girl is here!" Jasmine rolls her eyes.
Topher climbs out of the grave he fell in, bruised. "Chris is here!" Lightning says.
Lightning moves to Scarlett. "Uhh… glasses girl is here!"
"Do you remember ANY of our names?" Jasmine chastises.
"No need," LIghtning beams. "It's Lightning, and a bunch of people that help Lightning win!"
"I'll do it," Jasmine says. "Okay. So we know Amy is missing. Lightning is obviously here, as well as me, Scarlett, Topher, Dawn, Scott, Sam, Samey… where's Rodney?"
The scene cuts to Rodney running through the forest. "Amy? Amy?" A rustle nearby is heard and a shadow falls upon Rodney. He screams.
The scene shifts back to the Rats in the graveyard. "Oh, great, another one missing," Sam says sarcastically.
The Maggots continue to search for the clue of 6-6-18-6. Each one looks fearful and nervous about the unsettling graveyard setting, a fear exacerbated by their team's dwindling numbers.
"Guys, look at this!" Anne Maria interrupts the tension. She points to a grave with a keyhole that says 'June 6, 1806.' "I'm no algebra expert, but isn't that six, six, eighteen, six?"
"Great job, Anne Maria!" Cameron praises. He hands her the key for the keyhole. Anne Maria puts the key in and a spring-loaded boxing glove pops out of the grave and knocks her several feet back. Then a compartment opens, containing several flashlights.
Jo ignores Anne Maria's injury. "Flashlights. These are probably for the cave. Come on!" Jo distributes the flashlights and then closes the compartment. The Maggots run off to the cave.
Sam, hiding behind a tree, witnessed the whole ordeal. "Caw-caw! Roar! Ro-"
Scott emerges directly behind him. "WHAT the heck are you doing?"
"Uh, I was using animal calls to signal the team," Sam explains. "Team Maggot found the souvenirs in the tombstone over there."
"Let me see," Scott says. He pulls out the key.
"But be careful when you use that key cause-"
"Zip it, hem hawk," Scott snaps. He puts the key into the grave and is immediately hit with the glove from earlier.
"Tried to warn you, bro," Sam shrugs.
The Maggots arrive at the opening of the cave. A PA system turns on, featuring Chris' voice. "Welcome to your final destination!" he laughs. "The clue is just inside the entrance… and down the tunnel into total darkness. Good luck... you'll need it!"
Cameron gulps in fear. He looks around. "Wait… where are Dave and Ella? They were here a minute ago…"
"Who cares?" Jo shrugs, her voice echoing as she enters the cave by herself. Cameron looks back at his two remaining teammates, Anne Maria and Sugar. Anne Maria begins coating her hair in another cloud of hairspray. Sugar pulls out a pocket mirror and begins checking her makeup.
"Check all you want, your makeup's not gonna get any uglier," Anne Maria jabs.
"You're one to talk! At least my skin tone isn't painted on!" Sugar says. She touches Anne Maria's arm and some orange spray tan rubs off on her arm, proving her point.
"Uh, guys…" Cameron tries to interject.
"Did you just touch me? No way did you just touch me!" Anne Maria accuses. She raises her fist.
"Oh, bring it!" Sugar challenges.
"Would you STOP!" Cameron yells suddenly. "We need to focus!" He immediately covers his mouth, realizing his random outburst.
CAMERON CONFESSIONAL: Woah...I've never actually… raised my voice before… Wow, it actually felt kinda good. (Cameron proceeds to vomit.)
Jo enters the cave alone with her flashlight. She finds a piece of paper taped to a skeleton in a large cobweb. She reads it out loud. "By hook or by crook, the end is near if you look." Jo grimaces. "Ugh, who wrote these?! William Shakespe- Aagh!" A large, white web suddenly wraps itself around Jo, immobilizing her. She drops her flashlight and is hoisted upward.
Cameron, Anne Maria, and Sugar enter the cave a few moments later. "Jo? Jo?" Cameron calls out for his teammate. He sees her flashlight, and the clue, on the cave floor. "Jo's flashlight! This can't be good."
Anne Maria picks up the clue. "By hook or by crook, the end is near if you look. Huh?"
"Look! Up there!" Cameron's eyes widen with discovery as he points excitedly to a stone protruding from the floor, adorned with an array of hooks. Eager to investigate, he hastens toward it. "But what could they be used for…?"
Anne Maria stops suddenly. "Cam, look out!" She shouts, a note of urgency in her voice.
"Huh?" Cameron, momentarily confused, follows her gaze upward just in time to see a massive web hurtling down from the cave's ceiling. In the blink of an eye, the sticky strands envelop him, cocooning him completely before he is swiftly hoisted toward the cavern's ceiling, where he comes face to face with a colossal, menacing spider. "AAAAH!" He is unceremoniously tossed by the spider into a large nearby web.
The camera pans out to reveal many other contestants also cocooned in spider silk and stuck in the web. Brick, Zoey, Jo, Dave, Ella, Sky, Mike, Shawn, Rodney, and Amy are all also ensnared.
"Who's landed in the web now?" Jo asks, her vision blocked by the web over her eyes. "Freckle face? Couch potato? Tan job? Come on, don't leave me hanging!"
"...it's just me," Cameron says meekly. "String bean."
"Wow. You lasted longer than I expected."
CAMERON CONFESSIONAL: That's the nicest thing Jo has ever said to me! Hey, I'll take what I can get.
The Rats, mostly intact, plod into the cave and pass Anne Maria and Sugar.
Hey, there's the next souvenir!" Sam announces with a hint of optimism as he approaches the hooks. "Hey, there's our team-mates!" Sam says with equal enthusiasm as he points to the web of ensnared teens. "Hey, a gigantic spider! Wait a minute…" Sam is enveloped in another webbed cocoon and pulled into the web.
"Go get the hook, and we'll win!" Anne Maria says to Sugar.
Sugar, however, is not as eager to volunteer for the perilous task. "No way! Anyone that gets close to those hooks gets pulled into the web!" she exclaims.
"What's THAT supposed to mean?"
It means we can't risk a classy girl like me." Anne Maria says before she belches loudly, immediately disproving her point.
Back in the web, the encroaching spider adds a layer of dread to the already panicked campers, who start screaming. Brick seems especially overcome with fear as sweat drips down his forehead. He finally lets out a ferocious yell as he bursts out of the ropes and begins landing blows on the spider. The spider falls off of the ceiling and collapses on the ground.
BRICK CONFESSIONAL: I don't know what happened. I got so frightened that I was suddenly overcome with strength!
SCARLETT CONFESSIONAL: The extraordinary surge of adrenaline induced by the perceived threat triggered a profound physiological response in Brick, likely activating the body's innate fight-or-flight mechanism. This phenomenon, characterized by heightened strength and reduced sensitivity to pain, allowed him to break free from the web and engage in combat with the arachnid. The intricacies of the human body's stress response are truly fascinating.
Brick lands on the ground. "Hang on, men, I'm coming to get you!"
"No, get the hook, dampy pants!" Jo snaps.
"I need to rescue my team-mates!"
"No, you need to win. Somebody has to!"
"But my code! I can't just leave you behind!"
"Cut and run, soldier! That's an order!"
"Sir, yes, sir!" Brick finally concedes regretfully. He grabs a hook and notices a zipline nearby. He makes the connection quickly and fastens his hook to the line. He slides down into the depths of the cavern. "AHHH!"
"Quick! While the spider's injured!" Jasmine commands. The remaining Rats all grab hooks and slide down the zipline after Brick.
"I'll stay back and… untie our teammates," Scott says slyly, looking for an easy way to delay the team.
At the mouth of the cave, Chris stands expectantly, awaiting the emergence of the contestants. The first to emerge is Brick, who lands face-first on the ground. The six Rats spill out, each landing on top of the other in a haphazard pile-up. A collective groan of pain escapes from the tangled heap.
"Why do I smell pee?" Topher questions, his nose wrinkling in distaste.
Brick attempts to avert his gaze. "Uh, I don't smell anything."
"Well, well," Chris says. "Well, well, both teams made it to the finish line. Some... wetter than others."
"Hey, that cave was leaky!" Brick interjects.
"Whatever," Chris dismisses. "Today's winning team is... the Rats!"
The Rats cheer.
"What?! No way, I arrived first!" Brick disputes.
Remember when I said 'stick together, because there'd be a penalty for each team member you lost?'" Chris says. "Yeah, you lost ten. The Rats only lost four. So, the Rats totally win!"
"No! I should have just followed my own code!" Brick falls to his knees and begins sobbing uncontrollably.
"So true," Chris smirks, obviously unconcerned with Brick's 'code'.
Back in the cave, Scott takes his time untying the people in the web. Anne Maria and Sugar, despite being free, are both offering minimal help. Scott also makes sure to untie the members of the Maggots first, to delay his team even further.
"Why are you helping THEM?" Amy criticizes.
"Uh… out of the goodness of my heart?" Scott lies.
"Don't you think you could hurry it up a bit, spray tan?" Jo says, her tone exasperated. Anne Maria delicately picks at the webbed ropes.
"Hey, keep your sweats on; I don't want to mess up my nails! These took for-evuh to do," Anne Maria claims with an air of self-importance. "At least I'm doing something, unlike the pageant queen!" She directs a pointed look at Sugar.
"I'm doing something!" Sugar insists. She tries to tear down some webs but the stickiness results in them getting stuck to her arms, limiting her movement. "Dag nabbit!"
Scott takes down the last of the ropes around Cameron. "You're free, geek. Go win the challenge."
Cameron instead decides to investigate the remains of the giant spider. He slowly approaches the bruised body of the arachnid with trepidation only to discover that the "spider" is just a large costume. Complete with canned prosthetic webs, it's worn by none other than Izzy from the original cast. She holds her head, appearing dazed, before suddenly yelling out "Boo!" and bursting into laughter.
CAMERON CONFESSIONAL: Turns out the spider was just one of the old cast members in a costume. It cured me of my arachnophobia! Although now I'm completely terrified of Izzy.
The atmosphere around the campfire elimination ceremony is fraught with tension as the Mutant Maggots enter the area. The crackling flames cast ambient flickering shadows on their faces. Jo wears a face of smug confidence, as she feels her controversial leadership decisions were justified. Brick hangs his head in shame. Mike sits next to Zoey and flashes her a brief smile to offer comfort. Dave nervously tries to do the same to Sky, who does not return his gaze.
"Mutant Maggots! Welcome," Chris says. "Hopefully you've all gotten some rest after that whimsical night of fun." His voice is full of sarcasm. "You've all cast your votes for which person you believe should have their journey toward one million dollars come to an end." Chef comes out in his hazmat suit, bearing the toxic marshmallow.
"The following Maggots are safe," Chris says. "Cameron.
Sky.
Shawn.
Ella.
Zoey.
Mike.
..and Dave."
Chris tosses marshmallows to all of the names mentioned. Jo, Brick, Sugar, and Anne Maria remain without marshmallows. To draw out the tension, Chris decides to divulge the misdeeds of each of the bottom four. "Brick. You abandoned your teammates. That's screwed up, dude." Chris knows Brick is already ashamed and jumps at the opportunity to increase it.
Brick averts his gaze from everyone and looks down at the ground. "I'm a disgrace to my platoon."
"Oh, give it up, Private," Jo rolls her eyes at Brick's veneration to his cadet code.
"Jo," Chris says. "You didn't go back for any of your teammates and gave Brick the order to do the same. This cost you the challenge." Jo grimaces and tries to hide any potential sense of guilt or responsibility.
Chris turns his attention to the other two. "Sugar and Anne Maria. You two just bickered and were pretty much useless this entire challenge."
"That is, like, so untrue!" Anne Maria disputes. "I found the grave with, like, all the numbers and stuff."
"And I threw rocks at the… fish thing!" Sugar points out, referring to the squid-like creature in the tree that attacked Cameron.
"Oh. Yeah. Of course," Chris remarks sarcastically. "How could I forget?" He picks up a marshmallow off the tray. "Next marshmallow goes to… Brick."
Chris tosses the marshmallow, which bounces off of Brick's forehead. He makes no attempt to catch it.
"Are you kidding me?" Jo scoffs, her tone a mixture of disbelief and frustration.
"Nope, not kidding." Chris smirks.
"Who is voting for me? We'd still be messing around in the woods if I didn't keep us moving!" Jo claims.
"Too true. Which is probably why you won't be going home today." Chris tosses a marshmallow to Jo.
"Finally," Jo says, trying to mask her frustration, and perhaps even worry, at her position.
The remaining contestants, Sugar and Anne Maria, exchange spiteful glances. Neither one likes each other. Both would delight in outlasting the other.
Chris continues, relishing in the suspense. "Now, for the final marshmallow of the night." He pauses for dramatic effect. "It goes to…
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"Yes!" Anne Maria relishes her near-escape. "Take that, blondie! Yeah!" Anne Maria points at Sugar mockingly as she catches her marshmallow.
Sugar clenches her fists and tries to hide her anger. She forces a fake smile. "You know what? Fine! I've lost pageants before! To uglier, less charm-ier, less talented-ier girls! But I have learned to take every loss like a true lady!" She grins painfully and makes a forced wave. "Thank you! Thank you all!"
"What in the world…" Jo trails off at the bizarre reaction.
"I think we broke her," Shawn says.
"Touching," Chris deadpans. "We don't have a bouquet of flowers to give you, but you can have this." He gestures to Chef, who wields his tongs like a trophy presenter and hurls the toxic marshmallow in Sugar's general direction. It whizzes over her head.
"I'd just like to thank all my fans, my mama, my papa, and my pet mule Stampy for always being there for me!"
"Why are you giving an award speech?" Dave questions. "You lost!"
"Yeah, toots," Anne Maria chimes in. "Get out of our sight!"
"I agree. This is getting weird," Chris remarks, feeling a twinge of discomfort. "Chef, bring her to the dock." Chef seizes Sugar, dragging her unceremoniously to the Dock of Shame. She undergoes a swift hosing down by the Detox of Shame.
"Oh, this is just like the pageant in McIntyre!" Sugar reflects, seemingly lost in her own nostalgia.
"Ok, I don't know what that means," Chris says awkwardly, attempting to move past the strange reference. "I don't want to know what that means, either. Just get her out of here!"
The boat takes off as Sugar blows kisses. "Thank you, Camp Okinawa!" Sugar butchers Camp Wawanakwa's name, getting it mixed up with a location in southern Japan.
"Truly a memorable display," Chris comments. "You never know what you're gonna see next on this show. Which is why I love it! Tune in next time for more bizarre displays by teens who will do ANYTHING for fame and money! Right here, on TOTAL! DRAMA! REVENGE OF THE ISLAND!"
VOTING RESULTS:
Sugar (7 votes, eliminated): Sky, Anne Maria, Cameron, Shawn, Zoey, Mike, Dave
Anne Maria (2 votes): Sugar, Jo
Jo (2 votes): Brick, Ella