With this chapter, THD crosses the 300,000 word mark and turns two years old! Thank you for sticking with this so far, it means a lot to me! With that said, it's review time!
Gucci Mane LaFlare: I personally find Duncan highly overrated. He did NOT need to be in World Tour and certainly not in All Stars.
Joel Connell: Thanks! Alejandro's idea of damage control will form a major arc of Season Three. Since the roster is MUCH bigger here than in canon, Chris had more pressure to be fair and disqualify the Orchid Orcs, especially because some of the teens (and the audience by extension) are catching on to his true plan.
TOTALDRAMAFANBOY: With fewer contestants to divert the spotlight, Leshawna will be getting an expanded role in Season Three!
Important s: Thanks! The corruption that got Blaineley her job means she can do whatever she wants because if her higher-ups get her in trouble, it would prompt an investigation into their shenanigans. Not all candies are labeled, especially the ones that come in bulk bags. Duncan is not the reason Mal was created because Duncan went to juvie after Mike was released, but he heard the stories about him, so he knew a little about Mal's history before the personality returned in THD. Vito meant that it was people who act like Duncan who were responsible for Mal's creation, not Duncan himself.
Guestspirit: Amy's kind of stupid that way.
Great Idea Alert: It's their mother's surname. Blaineley kept her maiden name because she thought her full name had a better ring to it with it rather than with Chris'. Australia will probably show up in Season Four in Southern Hemisphere Fall, because right now it's Southern Hemisphere Summer and therefore much too hot. Regarding the idols...you'll see very soon!
AN: Tube-o-vision is the TD-verse version of YouTube.
Thursday, January 11, 2018
"Last time on Total Drama – here came the pride! [Owen's burrito contest] And there it went! You just missed it. For those of you who didn't get to see last episode, here's the rundown so you don't have to wait for someone to pirate it onto Tube-o-vision where its draconian policies just take it back off. First, we used fashion to locate our princesses! [Zoey getting hit in the face with her team's moccasins] Next, after playing a little game of Trenderella [Sky complaining], we had our contestants try to rescue their princesses from a troll [Chef knocking Sam and MacArthur off the bridge] and a dragon! [The angry goat] Duncan cheated his team into getting an advantage for the second half of the game [Duncan lifting his blindfold] and [Chris sounded very disappointed at this] Dakota caught him [Dakota's investigation], leading to one of our most popular and most controversial contestants being eliminated. [Duncan's elimination]"
Chris stood at the Dock of Shame. "Forty-three contestants remain. Who'll last past the end of season two and who will be left eating everybody else's dust? Find out here on
"Total.
"Drama!"
Theme song
*Instrumental*
A camera appeared from the snow-covered 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. Jacques laughed at him, but stopped when he saw Leshawna glaring at him.
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
The camera flew across the snowy island, passing Chris getting pampered by a disgusted Phil, Jo and Eva arm-wrestling, Dave attempting to flirt with Sky, Trent performing a song in front of an approving Ella, Crimson and Ennui staring blankly into space, and Jasmine fighting a mutated anglerfish.
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 few animals still awake during winter. Then Dawn showed up. DJ invited her to join them, while the Vegans glared at her.
I wanna be famous
Heather, Josee, and Taylor battled it out on the frozen lake in a game of hockey. Josee knocked the puck so hard it went flying right into one of B's inventions on the other side of the lake. Bridgette and Geoff watched, then the latter pulled out a card reading "7.5".
*Instrumental*
Owen trudged across the ice covering the river, which quickly broke under his weight. He jumped out of the water shivering. From afar, Sasquatchanakwa rolled his eyes as if to say "lightweight". Then Izzy appeared behind him and knocked him to the ground, before pulling out a camera and taking a picture of her catch.
I want to live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
Mike looked into a mirror and smiled at what he saw. His reflection included those of his alternate personalities, who were happily admiring their looks. Then an emo version of Mike, with his hair flipped over his face, suddenly appeared in the back, frightening everyone.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day
Chef roasted the remains of a mutated rat in the cafeteria over the stove in front of the campers. Ryan and Stephanie looked at each other, then back at Chef with their game faces on. Behind them, Tyler, Lindsay, Zoey, Cameron, Sam, and Lightning mingled.
'Cuz I wanna be famous
Amy attempted to tackle Sammy, but Cody appeared and shoved her aside, before pulling Sammy into a hug. Behind them, Sierra cursed to herself.
Na na nana na na nana nana na na na na na naaaaah
Courtney, Duncan, and Gwen watched Sugar engage in a slap-fight with MacArthur to Sanders' disapproval. Courtney was holding Duncan's hand, but the latter was secretly checking out Gwen.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
Carrie and Devin sat together in the Climate Hall, the one warm part of the island left, when it suddenly began raining, and then the door opened, causing both to get very cold. It turned out Alejandro had been responsible. He grinned evilly at the camera. But he didn't notice Brick spying on him. Brick's eyes narrowed.
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous.
Topher chatted with Dakota, who was busy with intern work. Behind them, Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief as she looked behind the good cabin. Because of the colder weather, the lustblossoms were dormant.
*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 Justin interrupted the moment by appearing between them. They gave him immediate death glares, causing him to run off. The couple looked back at the camera with raised eyebrows.
"Welcome, everyone, to the final episode of Season Two!" Chris announced at the Dock of Shame. "That's right! When today is done, only half of our original 84 will remain on this island!"
"And yet Sugar is still with us," Scarlett glowered.
"You're jus' jelly that I'm so lucky," Sugar boasted.
"For today's challenge, you will be splitting into Teams Amazon, Me, and Victory once again. Your teams are going to race across the island looking for the items on the lists I will provide you with. Racing against you will be our interns, who will be our fourth team, Team Dirtbag."
"Seriously?" Billy muttered as the interns arrived, standing behind Chris.
"Your objective is to find all the items on your list and come back here. If the Dirtbags make it here before you do, then all of you will become a single megateam and vote one unlucky chump off the island. But if one of the actual teams comes here, then we will vote like we normally do: whichever of the three comes last votes.
"But there's a catch."
"Of course there is," Cody noted.
"See this chime?" Chris asked, pulling out a windchime. He whacked it with a mallet. "When you hear this sound, you guys have to sing! That's right, this is a musical episode!"
Everyone groaned.
Confessional – DJ.
"I can't sing! Not in front of millions of people!"
Confessional – Sierra.
"This is actually a pretty questionable choice. Chris is really obsessed with ratings, and well...musicals suck. Hard."
"Each item will have four stickers underneath it, one sticker for each team. Team Amazon's are pink, Team CIRRRRH's are blue, Team Victory's are orange, and Team Dirtbag's are black. When you find your item, you will remove the sticker from the item and place it on your list in the corresponding box." He produced a sample list that had a 2cm-by-2cm square next to each item's name. "There are ten items to be found in total. The team who shows up first with all ten of their stickers wins the challenge automatically! Anyone who hides their competitors' stickers will automatically have their team disqualified. Sound clear?"
"Yes, Chris, we don't want a repeat of Duncan," Noah groaned. "Are we gonna start the challenge already, or what?"
"Knowing Chris, it's probably 'or what'," Jen replied, earning some laughs.
"Ha," Chris said humorlessly. "We WILL start the challenge...now!" He pulled out his airhorn and blew it, and the kids began rushing off. About half a minute in, he pulled out a mallet and slammed it into the chimes. "Team Amazon, this song is yours!"
Team Amazon: Cody, Heather, Sierra, Jasmine, Eva, Emma, Zoey, Sanders, MacArthur, Sadie, Laurie, Miles, Ella, Sky, Sugar, and Carrie.
Team CIRRRRH: Tyler, Owen, Alejandro, Noah, Topher, Jen, Crimson, Ennui, Justin, Jo, Beardo, Devin, and Brick.
Team Victory: Harold, Leshawna, DJ, Bridgette, Lindsay, Sammy, Amy, Scarlett, Geoff, Shawn, Taylor, Jacques, Josee, and Sam.
Team Dirtbag: Dakota, Phil, Billy, Joseph, Carly, Miranda, Sylvester, Simon, and Dudley.
Team Amazon
"Cody, Ella, you have more musical experience than us, you should do it," Laurie said.
"But won't we get disqualified if we don't all sing?" her girlfriend asked, concerned.
"Chris never said we couldn't all sing, just that our team had to."
"She's right," Sierra agreed.
"Well, better get to singing!" Cody and Ella alternated lyrics, he going first. As they sang, the items on the list materialized around them.
A broken Gilded Chris award, a yellow rubber ball.
A half-full fifty milliliter bottle of isopropanol.
The skull of a piranha, shed snakeskin, a silver star.
A piston that's so powerful it could crimp a metal bar.
Leftovers from a bicycle, a frozen hot tub spout.
And a plastic pair of human lungs is used to round it out.
So where do we find them?
Is there anyone who'd know?
Zoey interjected.
Come on gang, we're gonna lose if we don't get up and go!
So they did, dancing their way across the island. As they passed, the audience got to take in the natural wonder of winter on Wawanakwa.
Ella: An adventure awaits us, you will see!
Carrie: Can we take a break? I have to pee.
The song continued as they waited outside the confessional outhouse.
Cody: Will we find what we're looking for?
Emma: Or is Chris gonna show us the door?
Sadie: I hope that we'll be the day's victors,
Heather: Which you losers will not ensure.
Sierra: A new chapter of our lifetime's lore.
Miles: Something something...number four?
Suddenly, Carrie exited the bathroom, excited. "Guys! I found our first item!" Inside the outhouse was the bottle of rubbing alcohol. At this point, the background music abruptly ended; the song was over.
"...how did I not even notice that was in there?" Sierra asked.
"It's a pretty small thing, and it blends in with the background," Sanders shrugged. "Most of us would've missed it."
"Not really," Heather remarked. "Since when has Chris given us the liberty of even soap in that stupid thing?"
"That time when Lindsay got sick and we had to be careful not to get sick ourselves," Emma reminded her.
"Speaking of which, what's Lindsay up to?" Ella asked.
"Who cares?" Sugar growled. "She's just competish'in."
Team Victory
"I found the fish head!" Lindsay announced, nervously poking at the skull of the piranha that Fang ate a long time ago. She'd found it in the mess hall.
"That's great!" Bridgette said, taking a sticker off the sheet and placing it onto the team's list. "We found that, the box of bicycle parts, AND the snakeskin! We're doing pretty good, guys."
"Not good enough!" Amy snapped. "Three out of ten is a failing grade! We've gotta move it, and move it fast!"
"Geeze, girl, calm yourself down!" Leshawna griped. "So does anybody have an idea where an item might be that's close to here? I don't wanna waste time walkin' to the other side of the island and back."
"Hm..." Sammy thought. "I think there might be a storage shed somewhere around here. The piston might be in there. Or it might not be, because Chris could trick us by putting an item where it shouldn't be. I say we check out all the areas around here first before leaving."
Leshawna nodded. "So that's the bathrooms, laundry, and homework place. Got it."
"Whoa, hold up! Why are you listening to her?" Amy asked.
"Because she made a reasonable assumption as to where our next finds might be, gosh!" Harold replied, annoyed.
"Amy, do you have a better idea?" Sammy asked. Suddenly, the chime rang.
"I do!" Amy smirked evilly. "Because now I can tell you about how much better my life would be if I were an only child." She began to sing. As she did, the world began to shift into her fantasies.
I'd be rockin' with the starlets,
Swingin' like a harlot,
And I'd redecorate our bedroom in a minute!
Amy turned into an infant being held up by Chris as Blaineley presented the $5 million prize money, before returning to normal.
"Amy!" they would scream, 'cuz I would be the Drama queen!
I would love this world without you in it.
If I didn't have you!
"If you didn't have me?" Sammy asked after appearing inside a lava lamp, which Amy quickly tossed over her shoulder.
If I didn't have you!
"Oh, how about if I didn't have you, huh?" Sammy asked, appearing from a pot of Chef's cooking. Amy shoved her back in, but got dragged in with her onto a stage. Both sang now, both trying to block the other from the spotlight:
Oh, what I could be if there were only me,
Oh, what I'd do if I didn't have you!
"Stop bickering and get your acts together!" Bridgette complained.
"Act? Did someone say act? I can act!" Now it was Sammy's turn to sing, the world shifting to her fantasies this time:
If my existence alone was true,
My artistic career would bloom.
I'd be the star of Pahkitew
And you'd be the twin the world never knew!
If I didn't have you!
"You wish you were that lucky!" Amy said sarcastically.
If I didn't have you!
"Oh, that's right! You'd be dead!" After the former said this, Amy and Sammy looked at the camera awkwardly before resuming their fight, first shapeshifting respectively into a dark red Spinosaurus with a pink sail and a dark red Tyrannosaurus with blonde feathers and cerulean markings, then into a short noirette queen and a green-skinned ogress, then again into a Scylla-like monster with bright red octopus arms for legs and a blonde mermaid with a red tail, and finally into British attire, Amy as Moriarty and Sammy as Sherlock, a bewildered Jasmine as Watson in the background, before returning to normal.
Oh, what I could be if there was only me,
Oh, what I'd do if I didn't have you!
Oh, what I'd do if I didn't have you!
"Trapped! Oh! Trapped!" DJ gulped, trying to cower away from the conflict.
"I've been stuck with you for seventeen years!" Amy growled at her sister.
"Oh dear, it's learned to count," Sammy groaned.
"If you had gotten me a good lawyer, I would've split thirteen years ago!" She grabbed Emma when she said "good lawyer"; Emma was very confused. ("How did I...get here?")
"Now listen here pal, I didn't come here to be insulted!" Sammy snapped, grabbing her sister by the shirt, causing Amy to drop Emma. ("I'm just gonna...go now...")
"Oh? Well, where do you usually go?" The music jolted to a stop, before quickly resuming, Sammy and Amy alternating lines as more of their fantasies played out.
I could go so very far.
I'd be the biggest superstar!
You'd be nothing without me! You'd be extinct, you'd cease to be!
I'm so tired of your nagging!
And I'm so tired of your bragging!
"Ha ha, without me you'd have no brain!" Amy boasted. Sammy responded while x-raying her sister's skull, which apparently had a "For Rent" sign inside of it instead of a brain.
With which to think!
Next they sang at the same time. As they sang, they gradually noticed each other's presence and by the last line they were at each other's throats again.
I'd be rockin' with the starlets, swingin' like a harlot, (If my existence alone was true,)
And I'd redecorate our bedroom in a minute! (My artistic career would bloom.)
"Amy!" they would sing, cuz I would be the Drama queen; (I'd be the star of Pahkitew)
I would love this world without you in it! (I would love this world without you in it!)
The scene shifted to the womb, where a sperm cell fertilized an egg cell. The resulting zygote quickly split into two littler zygotes, one light pink and one cerulean, and then they began fighting, falling down the Fallopian tube as they did.
If I didn't have you!
(If I didn't have you!)
If I didn't have you!
(If I didn't have you!)
Owen, Tyler, and Harold suddenly appeared, high-kicking across the stage, tipping little top hats and small canes tucked under their armpits.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
"This way, let me lead!" Sammy, having morphed into a surprisingly large and blue-green-furred platypus, said while hefting her still-human sister, now in a white labcoat over a black t-shirt, army green pants, and black dress shoes, her nose a lot longer than it was normally. They disappeared off the left side of the screen.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
They morphed again, and returned onscreen. Amy was now a BR Class 42 with a roof-mounted spiky claw, and Sammy was an LB&SCR E2, Amy carrying her sister over her cab with her claw. "No, this way, twinkle toes!" Amy griped as she tried to move her sister, before both became human once more and slammed facefirst into the camera, singing as one.
Life could be so sweet if I didn't have to mind her feet.
Oh, what I'd do if I didn't have you!
"I got you, baby!" Cody said as Sammy, now a boxer, readied for her next fight against her sister.
Oh, what I'd do if I didn't have yooooou!
Then they impersonated Elvis and finished the song.
WOAAAAAAAH, oh, if I didn't,
Oh, if I didn't, have yoooou!
"Thank you very much!"
"Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen and other nonbinary things!"
"Sammy's left the building."
"You've never sung before, have you?" Sammy popped her sister in the face and the song ended.
Confessional – Shrek.
"What am I doin' in this fanfiction?" the ogre asked, scratching his head in confusion.
Confessional – Ariel.
"What the absolute dinglehopper just happened?" the mermaid asked, equally bewildered.
Confessional – Thomas and Diesel Ten.
"Well, that was an interesting cameo," Thomas pondered.
"We never speak of this again," Diesel Ten grunted. "Got that?"
"Well, that was certainly interesting!" Chris beamed. "What will our other songs be? Find out after these messages."
Do da do da doo. Commercial break!
"And we're back!" Chris said to the audience. "While you were away, Team Amazon found the piston, the snakeskin, the skull and the unused parts from the Perfect Peletons' ride! Team Chris is Super Hot has found the ball, the skull, the alcohol, and the plastic lungs. Team Victory hasn't found anything new yet. And lastly, the Dirtbags are in Dirt Last with only the tree topper! Let's check in with them, shall we?"
Dirtbags
Phil sighed as they marked down the sticker for the tree topper, which was at the base of the Forked Maple. "I hate this show, you know that?"
"Of course we know that," Sylvester retorted. "We all hate this show." Suddenly, the chime rang. "Phil, this one's on you, I can't sing."
"Alright." And here he began to sing, as his team ambled along in the snow:
Chris ain't nothing but a hound dog,
Barking at what isn't there.
Chris ain't nothing but a hound dog,
Barking at what isn't there.
He may look good on TV,
But he won't get out of my hair.
Dudley joined in next as the Dirtbags made their way to the Drama Gym:
He tells you that he's high-class,
But I can see through that.
Yeah, he tells you that he's high-class,
But I can see through that.
And guys, I know,
He ain't no real cool cat.
Dakota sang next as the team claimed their sticker for the yellow dodgeball:
Chris ain't nothing but a hound dog,
Barking at what isn't there.
Chris ain't nothing but a hound dog,
Barking at what isn't there.
He may look good on TV,
But he won't get out of my hair. Oh!
Joseph sang the next part as the team made their way out:
Aw, don't listen to that old hound dog,
All he does is interfere.
He whines and barks and hollers
Every morning of the year.
He won't make you feel good,
He'll just mess around with you,
Now wag your tail!
Then the Dirtbags began dancing, Phil taking the lead. "Oh, get it now! Oh, get it now, get it, get it, get it! Oh, go, holler on guys!" Then they howled at the camera above them like wolves, before Carly resumed the song:
Chris makes me feel so blue,
He makes me weep and moan.
Chris makes me feel so blue,
He makes me weep and moan.
'Cause he's looking for an ego trip,
And he won't leave well alone.
Billy finished it up as they continued traveling:
Chris ain't nothing but a hound dog,
Barking at what isn't there.
Chris ain't nothing but a hound dog,
Barking at what isn't there.
He may look good on TV,
But he won't get out of my hair.
"Hey, I found the bike parts!" Simon exclaimed.
"All right! Where were they?" Dudley asked.
"In the VR building behind the screen! Come on!" And off they went to get another sticker.
Confessional – Carly.
"I gotta admit, Phil is good! Molly, you're a lucky girl."
Team Victory
"Just our luck!" Harold griped. "We can't like, find anything and we're way behind!"
"Yeah, thanks a lot, Amy!" Jacques added, for once agreeing with him.
"What did I do?" Amy asked, confused.
"Well, the other teams used their songs as a montage to speed up their progress. You and Sammy just kept us in more or less the same place," Sam explained.
"And while your sister's a little at fault for not trying to change that," Shawn added, "you're the one who started it. Can you guys please just make up already?"
"Ha!" Amy snorted, before stomping off, trying not to cry. "Like I would ever call a truce with someone who did what she did!" Team Victory looked at Sammy, perplexed.
Confessional – Sammy.
"What did I do to earn her wrath in the first place?" Sammy asked, before her eyes widened in horrible realization. "Oh...oh, no. She blames me for...that? No wonder she hates me..."
Confessional – Leshawna.
"It's obvious that Amy's got a lotta unresolved issues," Leshawna tsked. "Since we're prolly gonna lose, I think we should send her home already. Get her some help. Have Dawn talk some sense in'o her."
Team CIRRRRH
"Hey, Noah?" Owen asked as the team trudged onwards.
"Yeah?"
"Remember the train challenge? Chris said we'd get points. But...we didn't, did we?"
"Chris said the Electrics made a cool design, which is why they got in second place, so I guess they were sorta there but unspoken." Noah shrugged. "Wouldn't be the first time Chris didn't tell us stuff."
"Speaking of stuff, I think the hot tub spout might be in the good cabin," Brick said. "It makes sense; where else would a part for a hot tub be?"
"Good thinking," Jo replied. "For once, you might be onto something."
Brick blushed. "R-really?" Suddenly, the chime rang.
"I hate that thing," Jen grimaced.
"We've only had it for today," Devin pointed out.
"And we took what, twenty minutes to hate Chris?" Noah reminded him. "Come on, someone sing. Not you, Al, someone else for a change." Alejandro growled at him, but was cut off by Brick pulling out an electric guitar and starting to play, catching everyone offguard. As he marched onwards, he sang:
Into the distance, a ribbon of black.
Stretched to the point of no turning back.
The rest of his team shrugged and followed after him.
A flight of fancy on a windswept field,
Standing alone, my senses reel.
A fatal attraction is holding me fast;
How can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling sky,
Tongue-tied and twisted,
Just an earth-bound Misfit, I.
The snow began to pick up, but Brick didn't care, and continued to sing as they passed the dark trees and hills of the island:
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything.
No navigator to find my way home,
Unladen, empty and turned to stone.
Brick turned to face the camera, an imposing glare on his face, an unfamiliar fire in his eyes:
A soul in tension that's learning to fly.
Condition grounded but determined to try.
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies,
Tongue-tied and twisted,
Just an earth-bound Misfit, I.
He found the tallest of the hills behind Five-Larch Point and began to climb it, his team daring not to follow him now.
Above the planet on a wing without a care,
My grubby soul, a vapor trail in the empty air.
Across the clouds, I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye.
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night.
He stopped at the top, and sang to the void beneath him:
There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss.
Can't keep my mind from the circling skies,
Tongue-tied and twisted,
Just an earth-bound Misfit, I.
He continued to play, dancing to the beat. The snow stopped falling as much, but the wind picked up, gently blowing the trees in rhythm with the music. Eventually, he finished, and climbed back down the hill.
"...what?" he asked his perplexed team.
"Well, we found the plastic lungs at the bottom of the hill," Tyler said finally.
"Dude, what the [h word]? When did you learn to play guitar?" Jo asked.
"I don't rightly know myself," Brick shrugged. "I haven't seen Trent in weeks, and Cody, Harold, and Justin are more keyboard types of people."
"He's right," Justin agreed.
"Maybe the music sort of...chose you?" Owen asked.
"Could be," Brick shrugged. "I mean, we exist in a complex organization of multiple realities and currently work for several anthropomorphic dinosaurs, so anything is possible in this section of the omniverse."
"Alright maggots, report to the dock to complete today's challenge!" Chef's voice boomed over the island's PA system. "One of our teams has found all ten items, so it's time to see who lost!"
"How many did we get?" Jen asked. Tyler removed the list and fumbled it over to her. "Oh...eight out of ten. That's annoying."
"At least we are guaranteed second place," Alejandro replied. "Provided that we have not tied with another team or two of them tied at nine."
"Yeah, let's," Brick agreed.
Confessional – Brick and Justin.
"I still have no clue how I was able to do that," Brick said, confused. "I don't even know who that was."
"Pink Floyd," Justin replied. "Written in 1987 from a demo made in 1986."
"Oh! Cool! You must know a lot about music, huh?"
Justin laughed. "It comes with the territory, yes."
Confessional – Jo.
"I don't believe it!" Jo exclaimed. "Brick did something cool!" She looked at the camera, distraught. "Have I been wrong about him all this time?!"
Confessional – Alejandro.
"I still believe I should've sung our team's song," Alejandro grouched.
"Alright, I think it's time you've earned your answer key!" Chris exclaimed. "The Gilded Chris was in the theater. The ball was in the gym. The alcohol was in the confessional booth. The skull was in the mess hall. The snakeskin was in the boat shed. The bike parts were in the VR building. The piston was in the Drama Mine. The star was underneath the Forked Maple. The spout was in the good cabin. And the plastic lungs were at the bottom of Bluegrass Hill.
"Team Amazon has won today's challenge with all ten items!" The team cheered. "Team I Have Tons of Fans, you placed second with eight! Not bad. Team Dirtbags, you placed thirds against all odds with seven! Team Victory, you lost with only five items located!" Team Victory groaned, having lost once again. "Therefore, only one team will be voting tonight. And we all know who that team is. Meet me at the campfire at eight, Team Victory, it's time to get punished! And remember, you can't vote for Harold, he's immune!"
Confessional – Taylor.
"Oh, right, can't vote Dweeby McDweebface off," Taylor grimaced. "Luckily, Mr. Wussy-Puss is available." She wrote DJ on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Shawn.
"Since Amy was primarily responsible for our loss, I believe it would be best if she left." He wrote AMY on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Sammy.
"Sorry sis, but you know what they say. Blood of the covenant's thicker than water in the womb." She wrote AMY on a piece of paper.
Confessional – Amy.
"I AM NOT LETTING THAT FLOOZIE STICK AROUND!" a tearful Amy roared, hastily scribbling SAMEY before crossing it out and writing SAMMY instead.
"Here's how we do eliminations," Chris said. "We use the marshmallow system here. When I call your name, come get one." Closeup of five colored marshmallows. "The marshmallows are color-coded to show how many votes you got because I scavenge for all lingering scraps of drama. White means no votes against you, and the recipients are Harold, Leshawna, Bridgette, Scarlett, Geoff, Shawn, Taylor, Josee, and Sam." The nine teens got their marshmallows.
Next, Chris pointed to the three blue marshmallows on the plate. "Blue means you received only one vote against you. Jacques, Samey, and DJ, these are yours."
"Would it kill you to get my name right?" Sammy asked, cranky.
"No, but I like annoying you. It's fun!" Chris beamed. "Green means you got more than one vote, but are still safe. Again, we don't have any green ones today. Sheesh, and I thought Rebecca Sugar hated the color green." Two marshmallows were left on the plate. "Orange means you've fouled up, and red means you struck out. Lindsay. Amy."
Lindsay waved timidly to Amy. "Just do it," Amy grumped.
"Lindsay, your biggest flaw is that you trust everyone too easily. Amy, you're the exact opposite. You don't trust anybody except for yourself. Who's more at fault today?...
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"Well, it looks like our first voting-related running gag ends! Amy, you are OUT with FOUR TIMES, that's EIGHT, votes against you than Lindsay! See ya!" Amy growled to herself, got her marshmallow, and raced to get her things, trying not to cry.
Confessional – Geoff.
"I kinda feel bad for her," Geoff mused.
Amy sighed as she marched near the boat. "Hey, Amy?"
"What do you want?" Amy sneered at Emma, who approached her cautiously.
"I just wanted to let you know that, no matter how much your little sister annoys you...she still cares for you."
"And you know that how?"
"I have first-hand experience," Emma replied simply. She smiled at Amy. "Take care." And then she left.
Amy stood there, blank. "Uh...wha?"
"Wha indeed!" Chris quipped. "Will she go through character development? Or will she not? I'm rootin' for the latter! Forty-two down. Forty-two remain. At this point, half of our roster is no longer with us on the island. But is the half remaining any better at competing, or is their survival only because of sheer dumb luck?" He began ringing the chimes and singing along. "Who'll be rockin' with the starlets and who'll end up like Wilbur's Charlotte? Find out on
"Total.
"Drama!"
"Okay, that's it, those things are annoying," Eva growled, pulling out a mallet.
"Don't do that! I paid good money to take them from your band class!" Chris protested.
"Then send them back to school where they BELONG!"
Votes:
Harold – Amy
Leshawna – Amy
DJ – Didn't vote
Bridgette – Amy
Lindsay – Amy
Sammy – Amy
Amy – Sammy
Scarlett – Jacques
Geoff – Amy
Shawn – Amy
Taylor – DJ
Jacques – Lindsay
Josee – Lindsay
Sam – Amy
Results: 8-2-1-1-1 Amy-Lindsay-Harold-DJ-Jacques-Sammy
Eliminated: Staci, Leonard, Tammy, Leshaniqua, Spud, Chet, Dakota (ii), Phil (r), Ellody, Rock, Rodney (t), Anne Maria, Mickey, Jazz (r), Max, Mary, Junior, Zeke (t), Beth, Brody, Scott, Lauren, Brady, Lorenzo (t), Katie, Trent, Kitty, Gwen, Dave, Courtney, Tom, Dawn (t), Izzy (r), Jay, Lightning, Stephanie, Cameron (nj), Ryan, B (ii), Mike (q), Duncan, Amy
Known active immunity idols: Josee (Crimson), Owen, Carrie, Tyler, Sammy, Lindsay, Devin, Eva, MacArthur, Ella, Beardo (Noah), Geoff (Geoff), Justin (Ella)
Future eliminations immunized against: Harold (1)
Bonus clip:
"So how'd it go?" Noah asked his girlfriend the next morning as they were doing homework.
"The seed of doubt has been planted," Emma grinned. "Now we just have to see what they do this afternoon..." She paused. "Is 15's answer C?"
"Lemme see." Noah glanced at her math homework and said "No, it's D. Here's why..."