Author's Note (12/27/2023): Updated spelling of character's name.
Author's Note (10/12/2023): If you're reading this.. You reached Chapter 9. Thank you for continuing to take the time to read my story. I'm excited to share with you all the beginning of the 1st immunity challenge of the season! I hope you like it.
The cameraman was hiding behind a large red boulder. He slowly pointed the camera at the Orange Pufferfish. The team was almost at the top of Mount Red. They were about one-hundred yards away from Chris. The Orange Pufferfish couldn't see Chris because there were thick red trees up ahead on the path.
Damian was struggling to drag Henry through the red dirt. He looked at Henry's eyes. "Motherfucker, why in da hell are you so god damn heavy for a stickman?"
Henry didn't say anything.
"Your goofy lil ass would make a fine replacement for some of the missing weights back in the LA gym," said Damian. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath. "How much longer do I have to drag this motherfucker? This is fooooo real hurting my back."
"I think we're almost there, but I can't see what's up ahead," said Mario.
Po sniffed the cold air. "It smells like… Food! We're almost there!"
"Cool! I can't wait to eat!" said Mario.
"I'm starving…" said Po.
"It's fucking cold up here," said John as he shivered. "I hope it's hot food. Something like spaghetti and meatballs would be nice. I haven't had that shit in a while. Or even ramen."
"Ooh! I like the idea of ramen!" said Po.
"Just a few more steps.." said Mario.
The Orange Pufferfish finally reached Mount Red. Unfortunately.. The Red Lobsters were already at Mount Red eating hot spaghetti and meatballs. Chef was walking around with extra mozzarella cheese for the hungry Red Lobsters, while Chris was relaxing on a chair. Chris was wearing his sunglasses. He was holding the Multiversal Staff in his hand.
"Oh," gasped Swiper.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" screamed Po.
Mario's mouth was wide open. John was cursing underneath his breath. Ellie's eyes were filled with pain. The rest of the team was upset as well, except for Henry.
Ji-Woon was furious. He crossed his arms and frowned at Chris.
Hahaha! "What took you guys so long?" asked Chris.
Mario sighed. "We were slow.."
Luma nodded.
"Why can't we have food like the Red Lobsters?!" asked Ji-Woon. There was an angry tone in his voice.
"Because your team obviously lost the reward challenge!" laughed Chris.
"How dare you! We're starving and you refuse to give us food? You're atrocious. If all my social media followers were here in this universe.. They would cancel you in a heartbeat," warned Ji-Woon.
Haha! "I'd love to see them try! I have the best lawyers in the world to defend my actions."
Ji-Woon intensely stared at Chris.
Ji-Woon's Confessional
Ugh. "This is not fair. My interns always gave me amazing food during my K-Pop tours. BUT Chris won't give me food because we lost the stupid reward challenge. I do not stan Chris! I repeat, I do not stan Chris!"
Confessional Ends
"Geez. Don't worry.. I'm not that cruel. I have some water for you guys," explained Chris.
"Really?!" asked Vanellope.
Chris closed his eyes and nodded. He stood up, walked behind his chair, and grabbed a bucket of water. Then, he walked towards the Orange Pufferfish and placed the bucket of water in front of them. "Drink up!"
"WATER!" squealed Swiper. He quickly ran to the bucket of water. But as he ran, he tripped over and crashed into the bucket of water. Thud! The bucket of water flew into the air and fell down Mount Red. "Uh oh-"
"Thanks a lot, Swiper," said Vanellope in a sarcastic tone.
Jason sighed.
"Chris, uh, do you have any more water?" nervously asked Po.
"Nope."
"Awh man!" cried out Po.
Hehe.. "Sorry guys," said Swiper.
As the Orange Pufferfish angrily yelled at Swiper, the cameraman pointed the camera at the Red Lobsters.
"This pasta is so fucking good. Cooked to perfection," said Guy.
Guy's Confessional
"Chef redeemed himself with the pasta. But a delicious pasta won't change the way how I feel about Chris. I hate that guy. And don't get me started with Jason.."
Confessional Ends
Mhm! "You're right about that Guy. This pasta is amazing!" said Nya.
"This is delightful!" said Loba. She took another bite of pasta.
"Pasta time is over Red Lobsters!" announced Chris. "Listen up everyone. It's time to begin the first challenge of the season! Gather around."
Both teams quickly gathered around Chris.
"You're probably wondering why you're wearing bikinis and swim trunks. And you're probably wondering why I made you hike to Mount Red," said Chris. "It's because today we're doing a mud slide challenge!"
"Eww. Mud gives me the ick.." sighed Mindy.
"You're probably wondering… Where's the mud slide challenge going to happen? On the West side of Mount Red!" explained Chris.
Mindy raised her eyebrow.
"Here's how the challenge will work. Each team will select one volunteer to compete in a one v one race for the mud slide challenge. The start is right here. The finish line is at the bottom of the mountain. The winner of each race earns one point for their team. We'll be doing at least seven races today. If needed, we'll do a maximum of thirteen races. The first team that earns seven points wins the challenge! Any questions?" asked Chris.
"Uhhh... What if someone gets hurt? A thirteen-thousand feet tall mud slide is dangerous," pointed out Ellie.
Chris shrugged. "We have medical insurance."
"Am I allowed to use my Pokémon?" asked Misty.
"Sure, I don't care," said Chris.
"Are we going to race across the mud with sleds?" asked Kate.
"Nope! But you can use your hands, feet, and butt!" laughed Chris.
Kate frowned at Chris.
"Alrighty.. Any more questions for me?" asked Chris.
Everyone was quiet.
"Awesome. There's something else I want to tell ya all.." said Chris. "Some people were sneaking around in my mansion last night and tried stealing my Multiversal Staff." He paused for a moment and looked at Kate, Sam, and King Julien. There was anger in his eyes. "Who's idea was it to steal my Multiversal Staff?!"
"It was her silly human idea! She tried to steal the staff," King Julien pointed at Kate.
Kate awkwardly smiled. "Ummmmm…" She didn't know what to say.
"Thanks for the info King Julien!" said Chris. "Kate, since this was YOUR idea.. You'll be punished. Chef, bring me the potato sack."
Chef walked toward Chris. He gave Chris the potato sack.
"My belongings-"
Chris smiled. "Let's see what we have here.." He pulled out Kate's phone from the potato sack. Then, he pulled out her recurve bow. "Kate, you have a big decision to make. You can keep your phone or you can keep your bow. You can't keep both. That's your punishment."
Kate sighed.
Kate's Confessional
Ughhh. "This sucks! I wish I could keep both of my belongings." Kate sighed. "My phone is really important. It has important phone numbers: my family; friends; Hawkeye. And my phone has essential apps. I use these apps everyday. But my recurve bow is important too! I need it to fight villains. Plus, all my arrows are useless without my recurve bow."
Confessional Ends
Kate looked at her phone. Then, she looked at her recurve bow. She thought about it for quite a while.
Chris was beginning to get a little annoyed. "You're taking too long. I'm giving you ten more seconds to decide. Ten… Nine… Eight… Seven… Six-"
Suddenly, Kate interrupted his countdown. "I want to keep my recurve bow."
"Alright! Here ya go." He gave Kate her recurve bow.
Kate sighed in relief. She examined her recurve bow to make sure Chris didn't damage it.
"Hmmm. What am I going to do with your phone?" Chris looked at Kate's phone.
"Maybe give it back to me..?" pleaded Kate.
Haha! "Nah. I have a better idea!" Suddenly, Chris threw Kate's phone off Mount Red.
Whissshhhhh! Kate watched in horror as her phone fell through the air. It was falling at a fast velocity. Splat! Her phone landed at the bottom of Mount Red. The impact shattered Kate's phone into small pieces.
"My.. P-Phone…" stammered Kate.
"Why did you do that?!" cried out Sam. She gave Kate a small hug. "Chris, you're a terrible person."
Nick nods. "Agreed."
"I'm the host of Total Drama. I can do whatever I want," laughed Chris. He closed his eyes and smiled.
"You owe me a new phone Chris," said Kate. She crossed her arms. There was anger radiating from her eyes.
"I don't owe you anything!" declared Chris.
"Fuck you Chris," said Guy. "If Satan was one of us on the island, it would be you Chris. You would be Satan. You're the bastard from hell. Nobody likes you Chris. In fact, you might as well head back to hell and pray to God for forgiveness."
Hahahahaha! Chris simply laughed at Guy's comments. "You're funny, my man."
"I hope devil horns grow on the top of your hideous face," fumed Guy. Then, he looked at Jason. "And if Satan had a son, it would be you Jason."
"Why are you bringing me into this shit show?" asked Jason. "I didn't even say anything."
"I felt like it," said Guy. "Plus, I don't like you. Remember?"
Jason decided to not say anything.
"Ouch.." said Chris. "Anyways.. There's one last thing I want to tell ya all. There's going to be a twist in this challenge. Remember the big earthquake that shook the entire island last night?"
"Yes. I remember it quite well," said Nick. "It woke me up from my slumber."
"Well… That earthquake was caused by the accident from last night. When Kate used the Multiversal Staff, it summoned a lot of people. They all fell from the sky and landed on the red island, which caused the earthquake," explained Chris.
"I don't think that's scientifically possible.." pointed out Mindy. "Chris, I have a feeling you're overexaggerating some of these details for the sake of suspense."
"Huh? W..Who did it summon?" asked Kate. There was a nervous tone in her voice.
"It summoned the Tracksuit Mafia!" said Chris.
"Crap," said Kate.
"Who's the Tracksuit Mafia?" asked Sam.
"It's a group of bad people from my universe. Hawkeye and I fought them," explained Kate.
Ahem. "Here's the thing Kate.. The Tracksuit Mafia isn't from your universe. Each person associated with the Tracksuit Mafia are from different universes scattered across the multiverse!" clarified Chris.
"How many were summoned?" asked Sam.
Chris flashed an evil grin. "A total of TEN THOUSAND people affiliated with the Tracksuit Mafia were summoned by Kate."
"Wow. That's a lot of people!" said Sam.
Ji-Woon rolled his eyes. "Babe, that's a small number. An average of eighty thousand people come to my K-Pop concerts."
Sam gasped.
Chris rolled his eyes. "And… The Tracksuit Mafia will be helping out in today's challenge! They'll try to slow you down with baseball bats, flamethrowers, knives, Molotov cocktails, rocket launchers, and their fists as you slide across the mud. That's the twist!" He paused for a moment to laugh.
There was a concerned look on Ellie's face. "What the hell?! You can't be serious."
"I am. Take a look for yourselves!"
Everyone, except for Henry, walked to the edge of Mount Red and looked down below. Unfortunately, Chris was indeed telling the truth. The Tracksuit Mafia were positioned on different parts of the mountain. Some of them were standing on the red mud. Others were standing on wooden platforms. A few of them were hiding on top of some red trees. They all held weapons in their hands. Almost all ten thousand of them were wearing their usual red tracksuits with white stripes. A handful of them were wearing white tracksuits with red stripes.
Damian's Confessional
"God damn! This motherfucking challenge is crazy shit. Imma LOCK IN though! LOCK IN!"
Confessional Ends
Sam's Confessional
"I hope my bad luck doesn't get me killed in the challenge.. Oh no. Why did I say that? I should knock on wood." The confessional was made out of wood, so Sam decided to knock on the wooden wall. But a tiny piece of wood got stuck on her finger. "Ow!"
Confessional Ends
Darby's Confessional
"This challenge makes me sick to my stomach. I'm going to try my best, to not die. I don't want to return to my universe in a casket." Darby paused for a moment to process her thoughts. She closed her eyes. "I have an idea!" She opened her eyes. "I'll try to snatch a weapon from the Tracksuit Mafia and use it to defend myself."
Confessional Ends
Mario's Confessional
"I'm not too worried about the challenge. But I'm surprised Papa Louie wasn't punished for not wearing swim trunks," said Mario.
Luma shrugged.
Confessional Ends
Charmcaster's Confessional
"I'll do whatever it takes to make sure the Red Lobsters win the challenge!" Charmcaster mischievously smiled. Her hands glowed pink. "Even if it requires a little bit of discreet cheating from me…"
Confessional Ends
"Alright campers.. It's time to begin the challenge! Huddle up and decide who's racing first for your team," said Chris.
The Red Lobsters and Orange Pufferfish separately huddled up. The teams were standing far apart from each other.
Red Lobster's Huddle
"Who's going first?" asked Charmcaster.
Darby raised her hand. "I'll go first. I just want to get this over with because I'll throw up the longer I stay up here."
"Kick ass out there!" said Guy in an encouraging voice. "You got this."
Orange Pufferfish's Huddle
Purr.. "I'm looking forward to this challenge.." said Ji-Woon.
"How come?" asked Tsireya.
"Because I get to kill- I mean, beat up some people in the challenge with my weapon," said Ji-Woon. His polished head smasher was firmly grasped in his hand.
"Quiet everyone. I have something to say," announced Jason.
Everyone in the huddle looked at Jason.
"I came up with a strategy for the challenge," said Jason.
"Ooh. I'm curious to hear about it," said Tsireya. She smiled. Her warm smile put the others at ease.
"The weaker members of our team should go first. The stronger members of our team should go last. This should be our team's strategy because if our weaker members go first, then our stronger members will get a chance to watch and be more prepared for any other surprises in the challenge," explained Jason.
"Seems like a smart idea," said Mario.
Mindy shrugged.
"John, you should probably go first," said Jason.
"Ah fuck. Why does it have to be me?"
"For starters, you're fat," pointed out Jason. "Which means you're one of the weakest members on our team."
"But Po is fatter than me!" yelled John.
Tsk. Tsk. "You're underestimating me. I'm a Kung Fu master for crying out loud," said Po. "And my body fat puts me at an advantage. I used my body fat to beat up legendary warriors like Tai Lung." Po smiled as he gently rubbed his belly.
John groaned.
Darby and John walked to the starting line. They waited for Chris to begin the race. Chris was quietly talking with Chef about something.
Darby glanced at John. She quickly noticed that John's waistline was red from his tight swim trunks. "You don't look okay.."
John nods. "These swim trunks are a pain in the ass. I feel like a grape that's about to burst."
"Maybe you should sit out this challenge," recommended Darby.
"Eh, I don't think that's a good idea. I'll probably get voted off for being useless."
Mhm. "Well.. Be careful during the challenge," said Darby.
"Thanks."
The cameraman pointed the camera downwards in the direction of the Tracksuit Mafia. He zoomed in.
Yevhen scratched his chin. "So all we have to fucking do is beat up the people that slide down the mud?"
"Yes," said Iwo. "That's what Chris told us."
"And then we get to return to our universes?"
Iwo nodded.
"That doesn't seem too bad," said Yevhen.
"Let's get to it then!" said Vitaly.
"Hell yeah!" said Yevhen.
"Let's cockblock these losers from reaching the finish line!" yelled someone else.
"FOR KINGPIN!"
All ten thousand members of the Tracksuit Mafia began to scream and yell. Adrenaline was rushing through their blood. They were ready to fight on the squishy red mud.
The cameraman pointed back to Chris and the others. Darby and John were sitting on the mud.
"It's time to begin the challenge!" announced Chris. "On my signal.. Three.. Two.. One.. GO!"
Darby and John began to slowly slide across the mud.
But John quickly planted his hands on the mud and stopped. The pain from the tight swim trunks was hurting his waistline. "FUCK! I can't do this!" He whimpered from the pain.
Darby continued to slide across the mud. She was beginning to feel a little nauseous from sliding very quickly through the mud.
The Tracksuit Mafia began to attack Darby.
"GET HER!" yelled one of them.
A few of them landed some punches and kicks on Darby.
"OWW!" yelled Darby. In response, she shoved Yevhen into the mud.
Splat! "This mud is fucking nasty," said Yevhen. He brushed off some of the mud from the face.
Darby kept on sliding through the mud.
Someone threw a Molotov Cocktail at Darby. But it didn't explode.
"Oh, I forgot to ignite it," yelled the guy who threw it.
"You're an idiot!" yelled someone else.
Darby noticed there was a tiny wooden match and match box tied up to the Molotov Cocktail. She quickly untied it and ignited a small fire. Whish! The fire was ignited on the tiny wooden match. Darby dropped the burning wooden match into the Molotov Cocktail. Then, she quickly threw the Molotov Cocktail straight toward one hundred members of the Tracksuit Mafia.
"Fuck.." said one of them.
KABOOM!
The fiery explosion sent one hundred of them flying into the air.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"BLYAD! BLYAD! BLYAD!"
One of them touched his hair and it realized it was on fire. "MY HAIR!"
They landed on the mud. None of them had the energy to get up from the mud. Their clothing was burnt from the flames. The fire caused some of their beards and mustaches to become ashes.
Darby was almost at the finish line. But John was still near the start.
"Fuck these swim trunks!" yelled John.
The cameraman pointed the camera at Orange Pufferfish. They were becoming frustrated with John.
"Welp. We're not going to win this first race," said Ellie.
Tsireya simply just sighed.
"AYOOOOO! JUST TAKE TAKE OFF YOOO GODDAMN SWIM TRUNKS AND KEEP ON RACING!" yelled Damian. "You think he heard me?"
Ellie shrugged. "I'm not sure."
John was close to the start. He heard Damian's words. "Fuck this.. I'm going to have to take this off." Little by little, he was able to pull off the swim trunks from his waist. Whish! John's body was at long last free from the swim trunks. "Finally."
A few people on the top of Mount Red began to laugh. While the others were grossed out.
Ahhhhahaha! "He's naked!" laughed Swiper.
"Gross. I don't think this was necessary.." said Mindy. "Darby is going to win this race."
Papa Louie closed his eyes. He wanted to shield his eyes from the horrifying sight.
The cameraman pointed the camera back at John.
"Alright, here I go..." John continued to slide across the mud. He covered his face with his muddy hands and arms as he braced for attacks from the Tracksuit Mafia. But in a twist, the Tracksuit Mafia was running away from John.
"RETREAT!" screamed Yevhen.
"I don't want his kutas to touch my body!" yelled Iwo. There was fear in his eyes.
Vitaly ran past Yevhen and Iwo. He was praying underneath his breath. "I pray to God to protect me. I pray to God to protect me. I pray to God to protect me from the hairy man."
"AHHHHHHHHH!" yelled someone else from the top of their lungs.
Meanwhile.. Darby was almost at the finish line. There was a spare baseball bat up ahead on the mud. She grabbed it.
Five members of the Tracksuit Mafia ran toward Darby. They were ready to attack.
Darby squeezed her hands on the baseball bat. She held it tightly.
"You're finished bitch!" said one of the men. He tried punching Darby.
But she dodged and swung the baseball bat at his legs.
"OW!" yelled the man. He fell down into the mud.
The next three men attempted to takedown Darby. But once again, she continued swinging the baseball bat at their legs. One by one, they collapsed from the pain.
The last man had a big black mustache and a unicorn tattoo on his muscular arm. He flashed an evil smile. "RAAAHHHHHHHH!" He ran toward Darby.
Darby swung the baseball bat.
But the man dodged. He tackled Darby into the mud. Then, he pressed his hands on Darby's shoulders to prevent her from getting up.
"GET OFF ME!" screamed Darby.
"No!" laughed the man. Then, he took out a pocket knife from his pocket. He tried to stab Darby's throat with the pocket knife.
But Darby fought back. She quickly used her hands to push against the guy's arm.
The man was stronger though. The pocket knife got closer and closer to Darby's throat.
Suddenly, the nausea that was building up in Darby's body reached its limit. BLEH! Darby vomited on the man's face.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" screamed the man. There was vomit on his face and red tracksuit. A few pieces of pasta were in the vomit. He used one of his hands to wipe off the vomit from his face.
"JUST LET GO OF ME!" screamed Darby.
"No!" reiterated the man.
Darby was left with no choice. She kicked the man's family jewels.
"OW!" yelled the man. "That's n..not going to s..stop me."
Darby kicked him in the family jewels again.
The man became unconscious. Thud! He fell on top of Darby's body.
Mhmph! Darby pushed the man off her body. She got up from the mud. The finish line was up ahead. Darby ran as fast as she could. She crossed the finish line first.
Darby's Confessional
There was an angry look on Darby's face. "That shithead needs to get arrested in his universe. He tried to kill me."
Confessional Ends
The Red Lobsters were winning 1-0. Only nine thousand eight hundred ninety-five members of the Tracksuit Mafia remained.
A few moments later, John arrived. He walked across the finish line with an unhappy look on his face. His entire body was covered in mud.
As soon as Darby realized John was naked, she quickly covered her eyes with hands. "What happened to your swim trunks?"
"I took them off," sighed John. "It was hurting my body."
Darby slowly nods. Her hands were still covering her eyes.
John quickly realized why Darby was covering her eyes. "Shit. My bad for making you uncomfortable Darby. Shit, shit, shit." He stopped talking and tried to quickly think of a solution. "Fuck it. I'll just sit down and cover my lower body with mud." John sat down on the mud. Then, he slowly submerged his lower body underneath the mud. "Okay, you can open your eyes now."
"Thanks, John," said Darby.
The cameraman pointed his camera at Chris.
Hahaha! "Well, that was awesome!" laughed Chris. There was a huge grin on his face.
"This challenge doesn't seem too bad so far," said Po.
"Alright campers, huddle up with your teams and decide who's racing next," said Chris.
Red Lobster's Huddle
"I got this," said Nya in a confident voice.
"Go easy on them," chuckled Nick.
Nya and Nick gave each other a fist bump.
"Don't worry. I'll definitely go easy on the Tracksuit Mafia," laughed Nya.
Orange Pufferfish's Huddle
"Henry should go next," stated Jason.
Vanellope rolled her eyes. "But he's useless! You're almost as dumb as Mario."
Mario sighed.
Luma gave Mario a small pat on the back.
"We have to stick with the strategy," reminded Jason.
"I hope Henry finally does something useful today.." said Po.
Damian pushed Henry's stiff body to the starting line. Nya was already at the starting line waiting for Henry. She stretched out her arms and punched the air with her fists.
Chris grabbed a megaphone from the ground. He aimed it at the Tracksuit Mafia. "THE NAKED GUY IS GONE! YOU GUYS CAN COME OUT OF YOUR HIDING PLACES! AND GET READY BECAUSE MORE PEOPLE ARE GOING TO SLIDE DOWN THROUGH THE MUD!"
The Tracksuit Mafia was hiding behind red rocks, red trees, and underneath the mud. They slowly came out of their hiding places.
"I'm glad that fucking prick is gone," said Yevhen.
"Yep," said Iwo.
Yevhen scratched his chin. "There's something I don't understand. There are ten thousand of us, but only a few of us attacked the woman. Why didn't everyone attack the woman?"
"Look around Yevhen. Some of them are lazy motherfuckers. And many of them are struggling to keep their balance on the mud." Iwo placed a cigarette in his mouth.
Suddenly, Yevhen and Iwo both watched as one member of the Tracksuit Mafia slipped on the mud and fell backwards into a red rock. He became unconscious. Now there were only nine thousand eight hundred ninety-four members of the Tracksuit Mafia left.
"See?" laughed Iwo.
"It looks like you guys can use some help," said a mysterious voice.
Yevhen and Iwo turned around. It was Kate Bishop, except she was wearing a red tracksuit like the other members of the Tracksuit Mafia. She was holding a recurve bow in her hand.
"KATE BISHOP!?" yelled Yevhen. He was shocked to see her there.
"I'll never forgive you, Kate. You got me arrested in my universe," said Iwo in an angry tone. He spat out his cigarette.
"That's weird. Because in MY universe. We both worked together to defeat Hawkeye on Christmas Day," said the evil version of Kate. She flashed an evil grin.
Author's Note: You might be wondering who Yevhen, Iwo, and Vitaly are. They're OCs part of the Tracksuit Mafia. Also, did the ending of this chapter surprise you? I hope it did, lol.