Review time!
Yeezynight14: Thanks! I liked redoing this episode. It made Noah more sympathetic to the audience, which is important because he's this story's protagonist. Don't worry, the contestants will continue to screw with Chris as the last remaining pieces of his sanity finally collapse.
Codammy Forever: Thanks! Alejandro's really the only one actively pursuing Noah. Devin and Brady are passive and do whatever people tell them to, Duncan just doesn't like Noah, and Ryan sees Noah as nothing more than a potential mental threat. The reason Cody and Sammy haven't interacted yet is because I want to bring it into the fold a little later, plus Sierra is a major roadblock for obvious reasons. But don't worry, their love story's going to begin sometime soon.
Anonymous: Because I feel it made Noah too unsympathetic, plus it was a cheap way to get him out. Originally Noah was supposed to have lasted longer and worked under Heather against Trent, but when he and Trent became friends he turned on Heather. The creators weren't able to figure out how to fit it into the series, so they eliminated him early so they wouldn't have to deal with it.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
"Last time on Total Drama – we had a ball! [Brick crawling under the flying balls] We played five rounds of Drama Dodgeball. Depending on when the team got eliminated, they got different numbers of points. [Chris presenting Round 2's scoreboard] North dominated the game [Various clips of North], but South managed to stay in second thanks to Mike's alternate personalities you didn't know he had. [Mike becoming Svetlana] West did alright [Various clips of West], and East? Don't make me laugh. [East getting eliminated from each round quickly] Alejandro attempted to get out the first victim of our floating system, Noah [The alliance meeting], and succeeded...or did he? Thanks to the recently-introduced immunity idols [Chris explaining the gameplay of the idols], Noah was able to dodge elimination, and instead sent Dakota packing. [Dakota's elimination]"
Pan out to reveal Chris was on a plane. "Today we're doing something different. Yesterday, we reunited the original seven teams and put them on planes. Why? Simple. Each eighth challenge is a Total Drama Field Trip to a location that isn't disclosed...yet." Chris stood in the cockpit. "Seventy-seven contestants remain. Which team will cause a revolution and which will be ground to nothingness? Find out in today's episode of
"Total.
"Drama!"
The pilot shushed him. "Dude, I'm trying to fly a plane here!"
"Oh, right."
Theme song
*Instrumental*
A camera appeared from the bushes, scaring off a squirrel. Another came from a tree, startling a blue jay. The third popped out of the ground, hitting a passing Harold in the groin. Duncan and Jacques laughed at him.
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
The camera flew across the island, passing Chris on a beach chair getting massaged by an intern, Dawn meditating with Zoey, Brady and Beth on a rope swing together, Leonard and Tammy casting "spells" while Ella watched, Crimson and Ennui staring blankly into space, and Chet and Lorenzo fighting to the disapproval of Ellody and Mary.
You asked me what I wanted to be
And now I think it's plain to see
DJ, Miles, and Laurie were one with the animals. That is, until a mutant gopher showed up. They screamed and ran away. Pan to Scott, Lightning, and Jo, who'd disrupted the session with the gopher. They high-fived.
I wanna be famous
Heather, Josee, and Taylor battled it out on a rubber raft. The raft fell off a waterfall, taking them with it. Bridgette, Geoff, and Brody watched.
*Instrumental*
The three girls found Owen underwater. Owen farted, sending the rivals and more than a few dead fish to the surface. Above, Zeke, Mike, and Rodney were fishing in a little boat when the lake became littered with fish and three teenage girls. Zeke grabbed one of the dead fish and triumphantly held it over his head, while Rodney began checking out Taylor's rear.
I want to live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
At one of the beaches, Katie and Sadie admired Justin. Behind them, Justin's ex Lauren sighed sadly. On the other side of the beach, Izzy, wearing a spider costume, was chasing Cameron, Dakota, and Sam for no apparent reason.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day
Chef was cooking some disgusting green slop in the cafeteria. Kitty and Junior looked at each other, frightened of what was to come. Behind them sat Tyler, Leshawna, Ryan, both of the Jasmines (looking at each other, very confused), Lindsay, Mickey and Jay, and Shawn. Dave obsessively cleaned the tables, while B looked on.
'Cuz I wanna be famous
Sierra had Cody in a headlock out of love. Amy had Sammy in one out of hate. Cody and Sammy looked at each other and sighed.
Na na nana na na nana nana na na na na na naaaaah
Rock and Spud air-guitared. Courtney and Gwen looked at each other with raised eyebrows. Then they saw Trent jamming with them. He stopped and smiled sheepishly at the girls.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Carrie and Devin sat together on the dock, watching Tom, Jen, and Anne Maria compare fashion tips. Then the dock gave out under them, sending them into the water. It turned out Alejandro had been responsible. He grinned evilly at the camera.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous.
Topher cockily smiled at Eva, who decked him in response. Behind them, Scarlett and Max passed through a field of lustblossoms, and suddenly began making out.
*Whistling*
At the campfire, as the other campers I didn't have time to name looked on excitedly, Noah and Emma looked each other in the eyes...and then Sugar interrupted the moment by appearing between them. Angry, Emma started chasing Sugar around the camp to the amusement of the others, while Noah stared apathetically at the camera.
Purple Pigs
In second class, Brody, Geoff, and Bridgette sat together. "Dudes! We did great last time! We didn't lose!" Brody exclaimed.
"We could've done a little better, I think," Bridgette commented, "but dodgeball wasn't ever my thing anyway."
"Y'know," Geoff thought, "we're pretty good friends, the three of us. Maybe we should make an alliance."
"That's a great idea!" Bridgette exclaimed. "That way, when we're on the same team, we can help each other out!"
"Right on," Geoff said. "And we can also vote together to get people out."
"We have to vote?" Brody asked, confused.
"Only when our team's up for elimination," Bridgette replied. "And we'd only do it if we needed to. But we should figure out who to vote for now just in case. Any ideas?"
"I'm still mad at Jacques for leaving me in that hole," Brody frowned. "We could vote him off."
"Actually, I was thinking maybe Josee," Geoff said. "Not that I'm not, like, mad at Jacques, but like, he's more...what's the word?"
"Stable?" Bridgette offered.
"Yeah, that's it. Josee's like, a psycho monkey or something."
"Ohhh," Brody said. "Yeah, I could vote for her too. Wait. We need a name for our alliance!"
"How about Surfer Dudes United?"
"Dude, that's such a good idea!"
"Then Surfer Dudes United we shall be," Bridgette smiled.
Blue Beetles
"Oooh, I like this! Tom, you are totes the king of color-coordination."
Tom fist-bumped Jen as he looked at his creation. The completed Phlegmatic mannequin from the second challenge now sported a red-and-black plaid t-shirt and dull green pants with silver stripes. It looked quite stylish.
"I finally did it! I made stripes and plaid work! Man, I wish I could blog about this."
"Well, maybe if one of us is eliminated we can take the mannequin home with us."
"True...IF we get eliminated." They laughed. "Speaking of which, who were you thinking of voting for?"
"Amy," Jen said quickly. "She's like, such a [b word] to Sammy. And I know, like, they're identical twins, but like, would it kill them to not dress the same?"
"Oh, that is so true!"
Cyan Sharks
"We CANNOT afford to lose another person," Gwen said flatly. The Cyan Sharks had the fewest people remaining out of the original seven teams.
"I hear ya," Leshawna said, shaking her head. "But if we lose again, who do we vote for? All the people I didn't really like on this team are gone."
"I was thinking Ellody. I mean, she's pretty smart, so she's a mental threat, and she's probably part of an alliance with Mary and the other Geeks, and...well, her boyfriend got voted off recently, and she's still pretty sad."
Indeed, Ellody was melancholically looking out the window at the open ocean.
"I do feel kinda guilty for voting off Chet," Leshawna admitted, "so I'd vote her off too just so she could see him again."
Green Gators
"That last challenge took a lot out of Mike," Cameron said to Sam. Mike was sleeping, and the two Geeks were watching over him.
"Yeah, but if he's coming to terms with his MPD, that's good. Right?" Sam asked.
"I guess." Cameron turned to Sam. "Our alliance did really good in the fourth challenge, so I think it's time it strikes again."
"Good call," Sam said. "If we want to get to the next level, we need to go co-op mode."
Cameron chuckled. "Your gaming metaphors never get old."
"Thanks. I was considering voting out Sugar. She's probably the most aggressive competitor here after Jo. Plus, she's a really big bully, so we wouldn't be the only ones on our team who'd want her gone."
"Sugar does make me uncomfortable, and you raise a good point about the likelihood of our teammates wanting her out too. If we lose, we'll vote for her."
Yellow Yaks
Alejandro fumed. "An idola de immunidad! Of all possible things, THAT happens!"
"Hey, take it easy, Alejandro," Devin said patiently.
"It could've happened to anyone. If I'd found it, Noah'd be safe and I'd have immunity," Ryan pointed out.
Alejandro sighed. "You are right. Sorry, I'm just upset that my well-made plan went to waste."
"No worries. So what's your next plan?"
Alejandro looked around. "Hmmm...Anne Maria does not seem to be particularly helpful in challenges. I don't think we need to keep her around for much longer."
Said Anne Maria, oblivious to what was happening, pulled out her hairspray and sprayed her hair. She was right in front of the three, so they quickly inhaled the backdraft and began choking on the chemicals in the spray.
"Also," Devin coughed, "she does that. A lot!"
Orange Ocelots
"This is great," Brady sighed. "A nice, relaxing ride to who-knows-where with my cutie pie." He and Beth were sitting together, looking out the window as they flew over the Atlantic Ocean.
Beth blushed. "Aww, you're too sweet."
Brady thought for a moment. Beth was a Misfit, sure, but the two were still a happy couple. Brady didn't want to vote her off, but he knew Alejandro didn't think too much of her. Then he got an idea. "Say Beth, who were you thinking about, y'know–"
"Voting off? But why?"
"Just curious."
"I was thinking about getting rid of Scott. He's devious. Less than before the head injury from that shark, but still."
Brady thought about it. "That's actually a good idea. I've seen Scott and Courtney talking to each other, but I know that they haven't spoken to each other much since their breakup. Something fishy is going on."
Beth nodded. "You think they've got an alliance?"
"Yeah. And the sooner that alliance is gone, the better our chances for winning. I mean, I don't like being selfish, but that's kinda the nature of this show."
Red Robins
Sierra was squeaking incoherently as she watched Cody sleep. From afar, Emma watched in disgust. "Does she not know the meaning of personal space?"
"Love makes us do strange things sometimes," Ella said calmly.
"I don't think it's love. Cody doesn't return her feelings," Emma pointed out. "True love is a mutual thing. Trust me. I had a boyfriend." She sighed.
"Had?"
"It's not important."
"Uh, guys?" Owen called from the back. "I'm a little worried about Noah."
The other Misfits gathered around him, outside the plane's bathroom. Noah had locked himself in there to think.
"He's been in there for a long time," Owen said, worried. "Is he alright?"
"Maybe he's just doing a thing," Izzy said.
"What kind of thing?" Kitty asked. Her black eye had shrunk a little, but not completely.
Izzy smiled deviously. "That kind of thing."
Kitty was still confused, but Emma knew what Izzy was implying and quickly changed the subject. "Well, he'd better be thinking up some brilliant plan or something."
"For your information, I am," Noah said from inside. A few clicks, and Noah was finally outside. "Emma told me that I should, in so many words, work with others better. And after that scare last Thursday, I got an idea.
"We need to make an alliance. Not just of us seven, but of all the Misfits who are competing. This entire show is just a glorified popularity contest. We need to prove that we can be just as good for the team as some shallow rich kids.
"None of us have been eliminated yet, but that might change. We need to act soon and take out the real threats first, with one particular Spanish snake especially." Owen and Izzy exchanged a confused look. "If we do, then we'll show everyone who we really are beyond some label the establishment put on us."
"A magnificent speech if I ever heard one," Ella complimented.
"Ooh, ooh, can we call it Team E-Scope?" Izzy asked. Team E-Scope was the name she'd used for the trio of herself, Eva, and Noah when they first met in first grade.
Noah shrugged. "I guess." Lowering his voice, he continued. "Now, I figured out who we could vote for in the event that we lose today's challenge." Ella raised her hand. "Not counting you, I know you don't vote." Ella put her hand down. "We need to get rid of Sierra. Kitty, you and Junior have interacted, you're in the same homeroom after all. What do you think of him?"
"He's a pretty nice guy," Kitty said. "Other than his slight ambitiousness, he's not too much of a threat."
"Exactly my reasoning. Now, about Topher. He's a Chris fanboy, but so is Sierra, so why not vote for him? Because he's not as loony, thus easier to convince. Plus, Sierra has the strength of ten men, so she's much more of a physical threat. Now for Cody. Why not him? Because we need his vote. I don't think I need to explain why he'd want Sierra gone ASAP."
B wrote something on a piece of paper and showed it to the others. I think Cody might be in an alliance. If we do lose and Sierra is eliminated, we could get on his good side and eventually make a deal with his alliance.
"Thanks B, that's good to know. Alright, everyone good? Now, let's not lose today."
"E-Scope forever!" Izzy declared, jumping onto Owen's shoulders, then pulling out a wooden sword from her cleavage and brandishing it.
Suddenly, the plane lurched, sending Izzy to the ground on her face. "The carpet itches!"
"Everyone off the plane," the pilot announced. "We have reached our destination. Please take your receipt." A small strip of paper emerged from the ceiling and landed on Noah's head.
Noah sighed. "You leave no gag unturned, do you, author?"
"Nope!" someone very important said cheerfully from offscreen.
Red Robins: Owen, B, Noah, Cody, Ella, Izzy, Emma, Kitty, Junior, Sierra, and Topher.
Orange Ocelots: Beth, Brady, Justin, Katie, Sadie, Lorenzo, Mary, Brick, Ennui, Crimson, Scott, and Phil.
Yellow Yaks: Heather, Lindsay, Taylor, Alejandro, Devin, Carrie, Ryan, Stephanie, Miles, Laurie, Anne Maria, and Lauren.
Green Gators: Cameron, Mike, Eva, DJ, Sam, Scarlett, Max, Rodney, Zeke, Sugar, Sanders, and MacArthur.
Cyan Sharks: Zoey, Gwen, Leshawna, Jasmine O., Trent, Harold, Ellody, and Dawn.
Blue Beetles: Shawn, Lightning, Jo, Amy, Sammy, Jasmine T., Sky, Mickey, Jay, Tom, Jen, and Dave.
Purple Pigs: Geoff, Bridgette, Courtney, Duncan, Tyler, Rock, Beardo, Jacques, Josee, and Brody.
"Welcome one and all to the German Alps!" Chris said cheerfully. Luckily, everyone had packed their winter outfits just in case they were going somewhere cold, as they stood at the base of a massive, snow-covered mountain. "For our first challenge, we're going to go to the top of this mountain and grind us some tasty German sausages! But first, two people from each team must sit out from this challenge. We need them good and ready for part two."
Topher, Junior, Katie, Phil, Miles, Laurie, DJ, Sanders, Dawn, Harold, Sky, Dave, Tyler, and Bridgette joined Chris where he was standing.
Confessional – Dave.
"There is NO WAY you could get me to touch raw meat," Dave said, shaking his head. The confessionals were inside a plane's bathroom. "Not one. I am not risking an E. coli infection for a million dollars."
"Once we're at the top, I'll explain the challenge further. Start climbing, campers!" Chris got onto a snowmobile and raced up the mountain.
"I wish WE had a snowmobile," Tyler pouted.
"Shut up and start walking," Duncan retorted. "The sooner we get up there, the better."
Once all the teams were up, Chris presented them with seven hand-driven meat grinders, each with a colored tag denoting whose team it was.
"For part one, each team will be given a giant sausage casing and a pile of pre-cooked meat and spices," Chris said, showing seven dolphin-sized casings and massive mounds of meat, one for each team. "Your challenge is to pack the meat into the grinders, feed it into the case, and turn it into a sausage. You must use as much of your meat pile as you can. Once you're done filling the case, you must ride the mega-sausage down the mountain, and Chef will evaluate how well you ground it. You will receive points based on mass and grinding quality. The team with the most points at the end wins an advantage for the second part. Oh, and if your casing breaks, you can't get a new one."
Chris got back on his snowmobile and left. "Good luck! You're gonna need it!" He cackled as he sped down the mountain.
Once everyone had figured out who on each team was doing what, they began grinding the sausage meat and stuffing it into the cases.
"Hey Owen! Try not to eat your team to elimination!" Heather taunted.
Owen looked nervous.
Confessional – Owen.
"A lot of people make fun of me because I eat a lot," Owen explained, "and that I'm not picky. But I do have standards, and I'm not going to eat meat that's been sitting on the ground for a long time."
"Ugh, can you please focus?" Taylor snapped. "We haven't got all day to make this stupid thing."
"Taylor has a point," Alejandro said as he turned the crank of the grinder. "We must keep close attention to our work if we are to win." Ironically, he hadn't been paying attention himself, and had forgotten to get someone to shovel more meat into the grinder. When he heard the gears scraping against each other, he looked down and saw that his team's sausage was no bigger than a normal-sized hot dog.
From the BB's spot, Jo laughed. "Ha ha! Al has a tiny sausage!"
"AT LEAST I HAVE ONE!"
Jo turned around and saw that some wolves had arrived, chewed open the casing and were eating her team's sausage. "Aw, come on! Get outta here, you mangy mutts! Scram!"
The wolves turned and growled at her. Jo growled back. That was the wolves' cue to chase after her.
At the bottom of the mountain, Chef plopped a massive scale on the ground, then sat at a table, waiting.
"Off to a good start," Chris said. "Which team will finish their sausage first? Find out after these messages."
Do da do da doo. Commercial break!
"And we're back!" Chris said to the audience. "Our original seven teams are making massive sausage sleds, but it looks like the native wildlife has other ideas."
The Benny Hill theme played as the wolves chased around most of the contestants. Highlights included Scott continuously tripping over his team's sausage, spilling more and more of the meat out into the open, Sierra hoisting Cody into the air to get him away from the snapping jaws, and Izzy attempting to ride one.
Eventually, the wolves came across Crimson and Ennui, who simply stood there. The wolves got creeped out and ran away.
"Seriously?" Courtney groaned. "It was that easy?"
"Apparently," Geoff murmured.
Confessional – Gwen.
"I know I'M goth, but Crimson and Ennui take it to a whole new level," Gwen said. "Seriously, they won't even show emotion! But they did save our lives, so I'll give them that."
"This is just great!" Amy snapped. "Now our casing's busted, and we'll never win!"
"Chill girl," Tom said, taking out a needle and thread. "I can fix this easy." He effortlessly sewed the hole in the casing.
"Great work," Jen said. "Now, we've lost some of our meat, but we can still refill our sausage. None of the teams have finished yet, so we still have time."
"You heard her. Get working, team!" Shawn, deciding now was a good time to resume being captain, declared.
As the BB worked, Jasmine T. approached Jen. "You and Tom seem awfully close," the former said. "Is there anything going on between you two?"
"No, but we are pretty close," Jen laughed. "Not many people know this, but we're actually half-siblings."
"Really?" Jasmine T. was intrigued.
"Yep! Our dad was quite the player in college. Our moms wished they'd known that, but at least I got a brother out of the deal."
Thanks to the revitalization, the BB finished their sausage first. "Okay, now we just need to ride this down the mountain and avoid the mountain zombies," Shawn said.
"Um, I don't think it's big enough to hold all of us," Sammy said nervously.
"No one asked you," Amy grunted, "but she's right for once. That thing would break under our weight. And I don't think Chris said we couldn't send just one of us down."
"Right," Shawn said. "'You' can be both singular AND plural. Hey, Mickey, Jay, how much do you guys weigh?"
The Adversity Twins, being the lightest on the team, were the ones who rode the sausage down to where the hosts sat. "Not bad. The Blue Beetles came down first. Weigh your sausage!" They did. Chris noticed the stitch on the casing. "Bit of trouble?"
"Wolves count as more than a bit of trouble," Jasmine T. remarked as the rest of the team caught up.
Once he'd written down the sausage's weight, Chef cut off a piece and ate it. Chewing it slowly, he swallowed and said, "Good size, could be bigger, and the consistency is adequate. Seventeen points."
"How are you scoring these, exactly?" Bridgette said from where the people sitting out were milling around.
"What it feels like, maggot. And this sausage feels like a seventeen."
"O...kay..."
The Purple Pigs came next. Chef sampled the meat and said, "Nice size, but a bit watery. Sixteen."
"Watery?" Courtney asked.
"I think maybe a few snowballs from when I was trying to knock out those wolves got into the grinder," Duncan said nonchalantly.
"Seriously, Duncan?!"
He shrugged. "Hey, we at least only got a point less than the previous guys."
"You really have to take things more seriously, Duncan. Not doing that will hurt you in the long run."
Duncan rolled his eyes.
Confessional – Duncan.
"NOW do you see why I want to dump her? She's gotten so annoying lately, about how I need to be a better person or some crap." Duncan glared at the camera. "I'm not my parents, alright?"
The Red Robins were next. "A bit lumpy. Twelve."
Next, the Green Gators. "This is huge, and the texture is exactly what it should be for a sausage. Twenty-three." Sam and Cameron high-fived, while Eva smiled proudly.
Next, the Yellow Yaks. "Texture is good, size is not. Thirteen."
Next, the Cyan Sharks. "Size is good, meat not really ground up enough. Ten."
And finally, the Orange Ocelots. "Too small, and the texture is coarse and grainy. Five."
The OO stared at Scott, who'd been in charge of grinding the meat. "What? I'm a dirt farmer, not a butcher."
"Okay, and with that, the Green Gators win the first part of the challenge!" Chris announced. "Their advantage? Helmets and boxing gloves!"
DJ and Sanders were tossed the aforementioned equipment. "Uh, Chris? We're not going to fight anyone, are we?" DJ asked.
"I'm with him, my head still hurts from the last challenge," Sanders added.
"You're going to fight, but not in the normal way. No, everyone who did not grind the sausage will be doing...The Bavarian Slap Dance!"
Confessional – Ellody.
"That is not a real dance of Bavaria."
"Here's how this challenge works. All fourteen of you will be getting onto this platform." Chris showed them a massive platform. "Once the music starts, you will do the dance moves and attempt to knock your competitors off the platform. Last person standing wins it for their team. But if you don't dance, you will be shocked by the platform."
"How will the platform know we aren't dancing?" Zoey asked.
"The lederhosen you're going to wear will transmit signals to the platform," Chris said, showing them said lederhosen. "If it's not bending in the specific moves to the dance, it'll tell the platform to zap you and only you. Got it?
Confessional – Miles.
"This is incredibly mean-spirited," Miles said. "On the other hand, I don't like Dawn very much, so I think I can manage it for a little while."
After studying the moves, the contestants doing the dance switched into the lederhosen. It fit the stereotypical image. They even had to wear special socks and gloves so the platform would know if their extremities were moving in the exact right way.
Once they were all in position, Chris started the music. "Begin!"
As they danced, Miles gave a nod to Laurie, and they began closing in on Dawn. Luckily, Tyler had noticed, and deciding to stick up for his fellow Misfit, used his natural clumsiness to bump into the Vegans. The girls fell down, and then got zapped.
"Thank you," Dawn quietly said to Tyler as they continued slap-dancing. "Although if you want to win over Lindsay, I suggest you use gentler tactics." Then she used Tyler's clumsiness to her own advantage, and turned around to begin slapping him off the edge. Tyler tumbled off the platform and faceplanted into the snow.
"Tyler's out! If Bridgette doesn't pick up the pace, her team could be up for elimination! No pressure."
Confessional – Dawn.
"My team has lost many members," Dawn said. "I wanted to prevent us from losing another. My apologies to Tyler."
Confessional – Tyler.
"I don't blame Dawn for throwing me off," Tyler said. "The good news is, I stopped dancing before I could hurt myself any further."
Katie focused on Junior, figuring he'd be easy to pick off due to his smaller size. But Junior knew he'd be an easy target, so he hid behind DJ. Katie figured she'd just slap her way through DJ, but unfortunately she poked a nerve that involuntarily caused DJ to punch her in the gut, sending her flying into Phil and knocking both off the platform.
"Sorry!" DJ called, stopping just long enough to get zapped. "OW!"
"And the Orange Ocelots are out of the running! So sad, especially given that Phil could've won it for them."
"Chris, normally I don't like being mean," Phil began, "but keep taunting us and I will slap-dance you."
Chris gulped.
Topher, being as genre-savvy as a Chris fan could be, had figured out that if he stayed in the middle, the shocks wouldn't be as bad. He used this to slap-dance Harold from behind.
"Gosh! Dude, not cool!" Harold stopped long enough and got zapped. "YEOWIE!" He was in so much pain that he ran off and collided with DJ, sending both off the platform.
"Harold and DJ are out! Not it's up to Sanders and Dawn to keep their teams in the game."
Junior snuck up on Sanders and began slap-dancing her off the edge. He succeeded.
"Never mind. Green Gators are out!"
Laurie had figured out Topher's plan, and got up next to him. He noticed and glared at her. She glared back. They erupted into a slap-fight that Bridgette used to shove them off. But doing so resulted in her not dancing.
"Topher and Laurie are out!" ZAP! "And Bridgette can no longer feel her legs!" Bridgette fell off the platform. "Annnnd now the Purple Pigs are out of the game!"
Confessional – Bridgette.
Bridgette sighed. "This was one of my least favorite challenges yet." She winced as she rubbed her tender thighs.
Junior was about to sneak up on Dawn, but she'd heard him coming and just sidestepped him while dancing, letting him slide off the platform.
"Red Robins are out!"
Meanwhile, Dave had been having trouble figuring out the moves, and as a result was zapped more than everyone else.
"You okay?" Sky asked.
"Not really. I don't know this dance."
"Here. Just follow my lead." Sky began doing the slap-dance at the air, and Dave copied her motions, eventually getting the hang of it.
"Wow, you're really good! Thanks a bunch!"
"No problem."
Just then, Miles snuck up on them and slap-danced them off the platform. She grinned triumphantly, but in doing so stopped dancing. She was zapped and fell off the platform.
Only Dawn was left, gracefully prancing around.
"And the Cyan Sharks win it big and are safe from elimination!"
Confessional – DJ.
"Wow, Dawn's a really good dancer!" DJ said. "Hey, maybe I could show her my ribbon-dancing! Yeah, I think she'd like that."
Confessional – Dawn.
"I'm quite pleased with myself. I saved our team," Dawn said. "And I think I made an impression on a certain someone," she added, blushing.
"Now for your rewards. The Cyan Sharks get to ride in first-class on the way back. I didn't mention this earlier, but on each TDFT, all teams start in second class. The team that wins gets to move to first. The team that loses gets sent to third class. Speaking of which, Orange Ocelots, you did terribly today. Meet me in third class at eight, Orange Ocelots, someone's going home once we get back to the island!"
Confessional – Brick.
"Ennui is a fine cadet," Brick said, writing ENNUI on a piece of paper, "but I fear his mastery of the darkness will keep other people from winning. No hard feelings?" he asked the camera meekly.
Confessional – Crimson.
"Phil," Crimson said monotonously, writing PHIL on a piece of paper, "is very popular and could make a very powerful alliance. I want him out before he can have that chance."
Confessional – Justin.
"If it hadn't been for Scott not making our sausage right, we wouldn't be eliminating someone. But as long as we are..." Justin said, writing SCOTT on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Brady.
"Beth wants Scott out, I want Scott out, he's going out," Brady said, writing SCOTT on a piece of paper. "Alejandro would be so proud of me if Scott goes!"
"Here's how elimination is carried out," Chris said. "We use the marshmallow system here. When I call your name, come get one." The Orange Ocelots saw a plate of twelve marshmallows, four of which were colored. "The marshmallows are color-coded to show how many votes you got for mehr drama. White means no votes against you, and the recipients are Beth, Brady, Justin, Katie, Sadie, Lorenzo, Mary, and Brick."
Once they all had their marshmallows, Chris pointed to the blue marshmallow. "Blue means you received only one vote against you. Crimson, here you go." Crimson's face did not change.
Then Chris pointed to the green marshmallow. "Green means you got more than one vote, but are still safe. Scott, you have two votes against you." Scott sighed in relief, while everyone else was shocked.
Two colored marshmallows were left. "Orange means you're on the chopping block, but are safe. Red means you're gone. Ennui. Phil."
The two boys looked at him, Phil confused, Ennui nonchalant.
"Ennui, you creep people out. Phil, your popularity gives you untapped potential for a massive alliance. And the person staying, with three votes against him...
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"Well, no surprise, it's Ennui."
"What?!" Phil gasped. "This isn't possible!"
"Sorry buddy, but the votes don't lie. Come to the cockpit, Phil, you're going home."
"Oh, okay..."
"I thought you voted for Scott," Brady said to Beth in third class.
"I did," she said. "So did Justin, Katie, Sadie, and Phil."
"So how did Scott only get two votes when we know he got six?"
They gasped when they realized what had happened. Off to the side, Scott smirked at the memory.
It was 6:30. The votes had yet to be collected and were still inside the bathroom. While everyone else was eating a dinner of airline peanuts, Scott snuck into the bathroom. He pried open the vote box and removed four votes for him, then replaced them with four votes for Phil that he had made. To top it all off, after closing the vote box back, he flushed the real votes down the toilet.
Confessional – Scott.
"So you think that I can't be devious anymore?" Scott growled. "We'll see about that."
"Wow, our first vote rigging of the series!" Chris said as he stood in second class. "Didn't know Scott had it in him, but hey, life is full of surprises. Eight down. Seventy-six remain. Who will slide to the finish and who will be zapped out? Find out on
"Total.
"Drama!"
The airplane encountered turbulence and sent Chris to the ground. "Izzy was right, this carpet IS itchy!"
"Hence why you shouldn't be so cheap," Lorenzo called from third class.
Votes:
Beth – Scott (VOID)
Brady – Scott (VOID)
Justin – Scott (VOID)
Katie – Scott (VOID)
Sadie – Scott (VOID)
Lorenzo – Crimson (VOID)
Mary – Ennui (VOID)
Brick – Ennui (VOID)
Ennui – Phil (VOID)
Crimson – Phil (VOID)
Scott – Ennui (VOID)
Phil – Scott (VOID)
Results: 6-3-2-1 Scott-Ennui-Phil-Crimson (VOID)
Eliminated: Staci, Leonard, Tammy, Leshaniqua, Spud, Chet, Dakota (ii), Phil (r)
Known active immunity idols: Josee (Crimson)
Future eliminations immunized against: Noah (8)
Bonus clip:
The sausages hadn't gone to waste, and were donated to an orphanage. The orphans were about to dig in when they heard a knocking at the door.
"Yes?" the headmaster asked, opening it.
The wolves from earlier strolled right on in and sat at the table. They bared their teeth at the orphans, who quickly gave them the sausage they'd craved.
Satisfied, the wolves began to eat.