Author's note: Well everyone, I hope you are ready for the newest chapter. Because this one is big, now answering the major question of everyone... Is that Kim Possible?
Well, yes... but actually NO.
What do I mean? Well, from the true Kim possible to exist she would have Izzy's age on that time, so to answer your question is that, she is an alternative humanized version of the Disney Heroine that we always love... She is her, but it's more like a Canadian Cartoon Network of her from that dimension... Will Ezekiel find out and freak out? Of course, because most of stories who came from fiction should start from something from the real world, so having Kim Possible on Total Drama Universe? What do you think he would do? What a fanfic writer would do as well. XD
Now replying the reviews.
Djinn : Yes they did, but it will be interesting is what they will know that the pandora's box is now opened, and they must learn how to adapt to make the game interesting for all the fans like us.
KenWil2001 :Well yes, but actually no. It's an alternative version humanized of her. You will understand.
JCVD :I'm so glad you found the reference, because for me this would have been the perfect time to mix the lores because the timing was perfect, I'm glad you noticed.
kazikamikaze24 : Well, I'm glad to see your review, and I hope this chapter will answer your questions.
Wolfang21 : Thank you for your review and you are right about some points, about Izzy, however for Dawn I couldn't find a good way to put her as intern because she is still on the same age as high school, so they would find out that she is underage, so she wouldn't be able to be medical intern, but don't worry, later I will find an interesting way for her to get in the game XD
Just a wee Guest :I'm glad that you are happy with the new chapter, and to answer your question, I don't think I could manage to add her on Ezekiel's polyship because I don't think she would fit right, but maybe someday I can work her to have a nice pairing with someone in the future? Who knows? Sanders is a new character that I'm trying to learn how to write her.
Mr. E Guest : Thank you for your review, but I'm already going to say it, that it isn't the true cartoon world where all the other cartoons would appear, some would be easter eggs, but mostly they would be referenced as normal humans around the show. While Martin Mistery would be interesting, he is from the nickelodeon world, and we are kinda from Cartoon Network universe. So I don't know if I could create a real human version of him, but he would looks like a normal human for all of us, because each cartoon has their own rules, and I don't want to fuse universes of shows and etc...
MatiasND: I'm glad that you liked the chapter, and to answer your question... imagine the cadets being on the police Academy at the second or third semester, like it's their first and half year at the police academy, and they need more a few years to graduate as Cadets? So imagine they are still rookies and trying to learn many things which would be delt into living and working for Chris? Prepare yourself for a lot of comedy.
duskrider : I'm so glad that you made that review, many of your questions are going to be replied on this chapter, however some I will answer right away, Chef's not DJ's father, he is more like he sees himself as gentle like DJ before he went in army, and at the time he passed with his friends in army and going at the Vietnam, it was when he became tough guy and the person who he is. And the other questions I want to see your review after you reading everything. Have fun with the new chapter.
BrightNova169 : Yep, many things are now thrown on the trash, the cannon that most people knows are officially dead because of the changes Ezekiel did but it didn't have control off, and he learned that in the hard way, from the pay-per-view, and you are right about many things. However Chris is more focused on his fear of the nightmare than the legal twisting on his arm, he is pushing the legal twisting on the producers side and putting the blame on them, he wants to have his career clean and without blame, since technically the serial killer and the choice of island he thought it was perfectly safe, but nobody guaranteed it would be always safe, so he is blaming the producers for that, and he technically won, but not without giving a sacrifice on his most precious hair gel.
Guest: Well, Wade is Wade, and Chef is Chef, but you will see more about this chapter, have fun reading.
bardockfloo :Exactly, and that's how Ezekiel learned on the hard way, he cares for them, and they are real... so that hurt him a lot.
Benny Farr :You are going to be surprised with the chapter, and no, I don't plan to fuse or bring Jake Long on this fanfic, since it's an official total drama universe, anyway, have fun reading the chapter. XD
HeavenlyMark : Well yes, but actually no.
Guestspirit : Yep, they are going to be fun in writing.
Anyway, now we come at the best part. Enjoy the chapter everyone, and have fun reading it. XD
Chef Hatchet wandered through the quiet streets of the neighborhood, his footsteps echoing softly against the pavement. The houses stood in neat rows, each with its own unique charm, but his eyes were fixed on one in particular. As he approached, memories flooded back, painting vivid images of the past.
As he now seemed to be dressing with a pink social shirt that he usually wears while walking around the city, and his usual brown pants that he used around visiting his family and friends, he walked around to approach a place that he never thought to go again.
The house he sought was a modest yet inviting structure, nestled among a lush garden bursting with vibrant colors. Flower beds lined the walkway leading to the front porch, where pots of blooming plants added a cheerful touch. Tall trees provide shade, their branches swaying gently in the breeze.
The front door loomed before him, a solid barrier between the past and the present. Chef hesitated, his hand hovering uncertainly before finally mustering the resolve to reach out and press the doorbell. The chime echoed through the quiet neighborhood, a stark reminder of the weight of his purpose.
As he waited, his heart pounded in his chest, each second stretching into an eternity. Memories of laughter and camaraderie flooded his mind, intermingling with the shadows of regret and sorrow. Yet, amidst the tumult of emotions, one thing remained clear – he had to face the past, no matter how daunting it seemed.
Finally, the door creaked open, revealing a familiar face framed by the warm glow of the interior. Revealing what would be a grown-up man in his 40s, almost the same age as him, the person in front of him embodies the essence of a seasoned adventurer who has weathered the storms of life with a blend of resilience and charm. Time has left its subtle marks upon him, etching faint laugh lines around his eyes and with very transparent and elegant glasses to compliment his look and gracing his once vibrant blonde locks with a sprinkling of silver. However, his trademark ponytail still cascades down his back, a testament to his enduring spirit of adventure. Wearing a well-adorned black suit with a black bow tie and hands a very well-made mug of coffee.
"HATCH." The man shouted as he showed a good smile a mark of camaraderie, which made the cook grin at the face of an old friend by hearing his old nickname. And still was surprised to get a hug from an old friend, which he happily chuckled from even years without talking, the same charisma and personality of a friend since his teenage days remained with him.
"Ron," Chef commented as he accepted the quick hug that an old friend had given to him, knowing that sometimes he could see from the ginger girl he trained he could see where she got the charisma from, even as acting weirdly sometimes. "How long has been?"
"8 years my friend. Wade thought you have been on a mission for so long... until we watched the first episode of the reality show." The blond man commented with a smirk which made Chef roll his eyes. "From a commander, expert in front lines of missions of combat and rescue to a simple cook? Kim had been laughing her ass off for the entire commercial."
"Ha ha ha," Chef gave a sarcastic laugh as he could imagine that his friend would do that. "And talking about her,"
"Oh, right. Sorry, come in Chef," Ron opened the door and Chef had the view of what was a very cozy house, with yellow walls, a mountain landscape painting on the walls, and a very ugly couch which had been Wade's wedding gift which Chef was sure that he bought for cheap, for a man who liked to buy electronics he had a terrible decision to buy furniture. Chef had memories about the time he passed around there to drink some cans of beer and talk about missions they had around the army.
"Wow, all those years, all the blood, sweat, and tears we left on the battlefield, I think I missed this time around here," Chef commented as Ron smiled and passed around him.
"Yeah, and the retirement helped us a lot, especially with my new invention which managed to make us stable around our retirement," Ron commented as he prepared his tie and showed a picture of a food that made Chef give a deadpan at his friend.
"Please don't tell me it's the Na..." Chef was on the verge of facepalming from a teenage idea his friend had before, but his friend already interrupted him.
"Behold, the NACO," Ron commented as he showed a picture of food made by taking nacho cheese and tortilla chips, mixing it with the traditional fillings of a taco, placing it all within a tortilla shell, and then lifting up the sides to make a bag-like shape.
"Goddamit Ron. Okay, let me see." Chef rolled his eyes as he could see the boy had been not just with this idea in his teenage days, but he was obsessed with making the food work. Chef as the time he was developing a skill to make food come alive, Ron wanted to make something creative while tasting good. And from the picture alone, it sounded like a greasy food that he would eat. "Alright, you convinced me, what's the catch."
"There isn't. I sold this idea for a Mexican restaurant and they said in a few years I will receive the royalties depending on the popularity." Ron commented proud of his work, while Chef rolled his eyes.
"Alright, I will bite, if the food is that great I want one," Chef commented as he gave a punch on the arm of the blonde man who didn't feel any pain but chuckled.
"Alright, I never back down a good food. I can make up for dinner." Ron commented as the duo walked towards the kitchen, just to find a person who seemed to be cleaning up the dishes, and preparing the breakfast for the duo. "Kim, guess who is here?"
'I know..." A woman who epitome of grace and strength, embodying the essence of a warrior and a veteran of war commented as she turned her head to see the visitor of her house, her fiery orange and almost brown hair, once the symbol of her youthful exuberance, now falls in soft waves around her shoulders, a vibrant reminder of the passion and determination that have fueled her journey. She wears it with pride, a crown befitting a woman who has faced many challenges around the battlefield, and on her clothing, she wears nothing more than a silk tan long dress, which shows that a woman who used to be in combat, was now satisfied on the time around the retirement. "Hatch, long time no see."
"Kim," Chef commented as he saw good for a moment, a reflection of what would be a good version of his friend who seemed to be in her prime before, a girl who wouldn't care if she carried the world's weight on her shoulders and have time to go at school, being part of the military squad indeed caused them to become more than just friends but brothers in the army.
"8 years to finally call me. Wow, I must have caused the fear of a God upon you." Kim smirked as he could see the military friend that she had around so many years, and seeing his eyes twitching and making him angry was a bonus that she missed in messing with him.
"WHAT? OF COURSE YOU DID." Chef shouted in disbelief as he remembered clearly like a day on how bad the time they fought after the accident. "You used a hockey stick to beat the crap of me for 2 months."
"All was in the past Hatch, it was an accident," Kim commented as the eyes of the cook twitched he could see the smirk on her face as he remembered in a time like that his friend in the time of military would use that moment to stick her tongue at him. But he controlled his anger, as he could see his friend once more talking like nothing just happened. "How's your grandma?"
"She is fine, teaching a few kids in the junior's league how to do a perfect pitch," Chef commented as he casually sat, and from seeing a good warm cup of coffee, he felt a good sense of familiarity among the time... it was... nice.
"Aww, that's so great, I remember the time she launched a water balloon so strong that it made Ron fall from the tree," Kim commented as her husband chucked the coffee which made Chef chuckle with the good memories.
"Oh yeah, why were you stuck in the tree again? I don't remember if was a bet or there was a cat who was stuck on the tree." Chef commented as he then saw nearby the corner, what would be a little doll house which from what he recalled, wasn't for dolls, but for a family of pets that lived there, and from seeing a family of naked mole rats, he was right about it.
Ron grumbled a few words while he rolled his eyes.
"It was our neighbor's cat which she tried to catch Rufus, my pet, do you remember?" Ron commented as the duo laughed from the good memories, like at the good times Chef Hatchet had missed so much. "But if you want to talk about my mess-ups, why don't we talk about the time you dressed like a pink ballerina."
And now the feeling is gone, which Kim laughed loudly, and Chef was annoyed.
"I had because I was paid to do that," Chef commented as the duo raised their eyebrows. "Trust me, my contract is kinda messed up, but in comparison to the interns, mine is breezy, but I got a good opportunity in my hands. A chance to get a promotion and become an official co-host."
"Why does it feel like you are gambling?" Ron asked as he raised his eyebrows, but Chef already confirmed his suspicions.
"Because it is... The producers wanted me to bet on 2 campers who would win on the next season. And if one of them were my choice. Then my contract would be officially renewed as co-host and I would gain a very good raise." Chef explained as both former militaries stared at him unamused.
"Isn't that a bit unfair to use Izzy? Since we trained her?" Kim commented as Chef rolled his eyes.
"Do you think I care? Ever seen what Chris made me do around the challenges? And while I want to beat the crap of the pretty boy and mess with his hair gel... I cannot because he has great connections and would make the lives of many a hell. So I prefer to win on my own terms. And Izzy is a key to that. That's why I'm betting on her." Chef explains the plan he has and with the possibility of season 2, there is too much to gain, so he needs to play his cards carefully. "But she decided just to accept if another boy of the show did it. The boy named Ezekiel."
"Ezekiel?" Ron and Kim asked in surprise, as they didn't recall her interaction with the boy. Which made them have their eyebrows raised on surprise.
"Yes. And from what she told me, everything just happened because..." And just like that, Chef felt like his younger self, talking about the gossip and histories about their times as teenagers, and plans for the future. But this time was the future of the campers over a reality show... Needless to say, Chef felt like the good times, enjoying a good friendship that he always had with his friends.
How life was good for him.
"Alright, it seems that everything is in order." After spending a lot of hours interviewing some new interns to deal with the possible wounds from the crew interns who mostly do the test of the challenges. It seems that everything is going alright for Chris... Even if his hair wasn't the best as he wanted, it was still elegant as he did his best to be.
And then after almost 1 week, the two cadets he waited for from the Police Academy finally arrived which now made him feel more relieved since he could proceed to continue his show.
"Don't worry Chris, we are thought as nails, we are going extreme to help this show," MacArthur commented as Sanders crossed her arms with a smile.
"Definitely, as long we don't break the law into doing it," Sanders commented as Chris gave side glances to Chef who just shrugged.
"I'm okay breaking a few," MacArthur replied which made once again the cook and the host look at each other and shrugged but tried to hold their laughs.
"I don't know, usually we have the contracts with us, so technically everything is legal and legit, and we can even cause some hurt because accidental problems happen all the time," Chris explained as both cadets stared at Chris in disbelief. But then MacArthur started to laugh.
"Oh my God, I like this job already." The bad cop cadet commented as her friend crossed her arms and stared at her. "What?"
"Never mind, so when are we going to start?" Sanders asked as Chris gave them two blocks of contract for them.
"Just sign these and you can start right away, we are going to have a challenge in a few hours," Chris explained as one of the cadets started to sign the contract while the other had her eyebrow raised. But then by shrugging off, she decided to follow her friend and sign the contract without reading. "Great. Today, you both should accommodate the camera crew staff and the interns and when it comes to the time, you both should do the routes and be vigilant in case someone gets in danger. You both will get a few security gadgets like Walkie Talkies, pepper spray, and tasers, and in case a real serial killer appears on the show, you will have a sniper rifle in the intern's cabin, and aim to kill it. Okay?"
Both cadets had their heads sweating from the last explanation, which made them glance at each other in fear. And accepting the explanation about their shifts, and their equipment, both girls walked out from Chris' trailer with a new job on their case.
"I can't believe that we just got an official job a few months after our first semester as cadets," Sanders commented as her partner laughed with optimism on her face.
"You better believe it, we are the best of our academy, so it was worth the opportunity. And I have to say, this job will be easy since we just need to keep an eye on the interns and the campers." MacArthur commented as she scoffed about the easiest job she had, "I mean, how hard could it be?"
"I feel like we should have read the contract," Sanders commented to her friend while both walked away, and they couldn't hear the laughs that both Chris and Chef were having at the devil's contract they both signed... They would understand that nothing coming from the Total Drama Island show would be easy.
"Last time on Total Drama Island..."Chris began the usual recap...while holding a beaver. "An escaped psycho killer terrorized our campers with his meat-mangling hook and his mega murderous chainsaw. There was a large amount of screaming and some betrayals that caused people to break down in the Aquarium, that was a bad move Owen, good for self-survival, but bad for trying to score the same girl again, and considering that the whole thing was really just a prank. Ooh, ooh, ooh! I love this part! Duncan was the only one to psych out the psycho which was Chef dressed as a serial killer."
And then Chris had a serious and solemn face on screen and decided to talk about the last part.
"But soon after a real psycho showed up, and he went after both Lindsay and Eva, which turned out to be not good for people with weak stomachs, the bodybuilder decided to make a warning for the serial killer who decided to stab her with a hook... And that's when things got crazy, since Eva gave the psycho killer the beating of a lifetime, dignifying her heroine of Terminator, by incapacitating the serial killer, but the stab wounds forced her to bow out of the game." Chris commented as he gave a serious topic around the explanation. "Since her elimination was caused by a serious issue, we hired a staff of security and medical assistance, and we got the news that Eva the survivor will be discharged from the hospital in a few days, she is now having a good recovery... now only seven campers remain. Who will win? Who will lose? OW!"
Chris was cut off by the beaver he was carrying biting his hand.
"Who will need a rabies shot thanks to this ungrateful little-!" Chris cut himself off before he did something he shouldn't say in the television. "Find out on this episode of.."
*BOOM*
A big explosion made Chris pause, and stare at the direction of the camp...
"And how long Owen will survive Izzy's revenge? Find out on this episode of...TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!"
(Camp Wawanakwa in the morning.)
As the sun rose over Camp Wawanakwa, a sense of tranquility settled over the once-chaotic grounds. Following the harrowing events of the previous episode, Chris McLean, the host of "Total Drama Island," had deemed it necessary to grant the campers a well-deserved week off. With Eva recovering in the hospital and Chef Hatchet taking some much-needed time off, the campers found themselves with a rare opportunity to relax and unwind.
The morning air was crisp and refreshing as the campers emerged from their cabins, stretching and yawning as they welcomed the day. Some decided to have a good nice shower before going to the Main Lodge, eager to enjoy a breakfast free from Chef's culinary experiments. Chinese food, pizza, and other delights greeted their senses, a welcome change from the usual camp cuisine.
Duncan and DJ were playing cards, while Heather and Lindsay were doing their fingernails...
*BOOM*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." A familiar voice was enough to disturb the concentration of both boys and girls who just stared at the moment one of the boys came out from the cabin with a big guy licking the cream and the remaining cake off his face, but with some scorch marks and burns from his face and smoke from his hair.
"It seems Owen got another cake bomb on his face," Duncan commented as he took one card from DJ's hand, and the giant Jamaican looked at the remaining dignity the big guy had, which was difficult that nobody could find a good excuse to help the boy out... In many words, Owen fucked up... in the worst way possible.
"Yeah..."DJ commented as he accepted everything that happened. From the time he saw Owen before, he was a great guy, however, one of his momma's lessons came to fruition when he saw Izzy at the time she said Condor after the last challenge. "The anger of a broken and betrayed woman, it's something that everyone must fear."
"Amen to that brother." Duncan nodded his head, as he saw how the crazy girl simply flipped the switch, and she made her focus on making the life of the fat boy a hell. "I would have felt pity on him, but 1- I don't want that girl to do something like that to me. And 2 - He asked for it."
Heather who was listening to the conversation of both men, rolled her eyes, but deep in her heart, she knew that there was nothing she could do. It was a good news and bad news situation. While on the one hand, she was happy that she wouldn't have to deal with the crazy mastermind girl on the show, on the other hand... she and Lindsay would need her vote, but it seems that she won't be able to be on the island anymore, so, in any case, she would need to protect Owen's from the challenge after Izzy left the island... Which was something that she didn't want to do.
"Ohh poor Owen," Lindsay commented as she brought attention to her. "Owen had been with those explosions over him for almost the whole week. Do you think he has bad luck?"
Duncan and DJ glanced at the blonde girl, and before they could say it, Heather interrupted them.
"We don't know, Lindsay. But I don't think we should be near him. If that is contagious imagine what could happen to us." Heather commented as she gave a restricted order to her not to interfere or it could make the ginger girl even madder at them.
"Well, I think he should at least now that he has bad luck." Lindsay looked determined and before Heather could refuse, Duncan shouted.
"DO THAT, WARN HIM ABOUT POSSIBLE EXPLOSIVE BAD LUCK," Duncan said with a smirk on his face, while DJ looked at him in surprise, and Heather was narrowing her eyes at him. "Trust me, I don't want to be involved in that, but I'm sure this is going to be interesting for later."
And like Duncan said, Owen started to get paranoid about it, since it made sense for him, that whenever he went to his bed when he was alone, he got a lot of fireworks shots on him, or a little pepper spray bomb which made his entire face burn for hours. And then when he went to eat Pizza, it was full of pepper which made him drink Milk, but he didn't know it was with a lot of hot sauce in it...
It was bad luck after bad luck... Not knowing that behind everything a ginger girl was watching all the interaction with amusement in her eyes...
(Confession - Owen)
"Okay, I have two rabbit legs with me," Owen said as he was holding DJ's bunny with an improvised collar, with the bunny comfortably near his neck. Also, there was a garlic collar around his neck, and on his wrist, there were horseshoes around his pocket. "Garlic Colar, horseshoes belt, and I just need a four-leaf clover to help me with the bad luck... since from Lindsay told me. It's bad luck man, BAD LUCK."
Owen said as he even farted from all the pepper he had eaten and had been uncomfortable for the poor big guy, and at the time he finished, he pressed the flush...
*BOOM*
And at that time, the entire toilet exploded in the bathroom and Owen just looked all covered with toilet water, as it made DJ's bunny jump away, and all the horseshoes and garlic collars fell on the floor... And all remained was a new collar for Owen, the toilet seat which was now around his neck, and the fat boy was now seeing stars.
"Mama, is that you?" Owen said before fainting on the floor creating a loud splash from the toilet water.
"What just happened?" Gwen asked as the group stared at the goth who just finished her time washing her hair and got out of the shower.
"Owen just got another explosion," Lindsay commented as she started to get worried, but nobody seemed to mind at all from the situation.
"Ah, that explains the smoke on the floor." The goth commented as she looked at Heather who was blowing her fingernails to dry the ink. "Do you guys want to eat something on the main Lodge later? I don't know why but it seems this week passed too quickly for us."
Both DJ and Duncan shrugged as they weren't interested in eating at the moment, but they would go for it later.
"Yeah, it sounds like a good plan," DJ commented as they just saw Owen getting out from the confession both with a new collar on his face. "Hey Owen are you okay?"
"I'm fine DJ," Owen commented as he was holding the bunny like it was the only lucky amulet he had. "I just think maybe I won't be able to go to the confession both for a while since it's now all flooded with water."
"Ugh, well it seems now we have to go on there to use only for confessing without sitting." Heather groaned as she knew that she had only one person to blame. "This is going to be a long day."
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An hour later, all the campers were currently heading to the Main Lodge to get some breakfast, Gwen was in the front of the line, Izzy was behind her, and Owen was behind her, followed by DJ, Duncan, Heather, and Lindsay...
Izzy was smiling peacefully until she felt someone pooking her shoulder which made her smile into a frown and displeasure, especially hearing the voice of the person who betrayed her.
"Wildflowers for a wild and crazy gal?" Owen said that even if he was still covered with a few scorch marks on his face, and with his clothing wet with dirty water, he brought a few orange flowers to try to make the girl in front of him smile.
"Oh, yeah? As in the kind you abandon and leave for dead in the hands of a chainsaw-wielding psycho killer with a hook?" Izzy rolled her eyes as she sarcastically commented on one of the biggest sins the boy had done to her, as she felt not just betrayed by his cowardice, but she could have died from his action if wasn't for her commander to think into using a blunt hook without sharp edges on it.
"Me? Abandon you? Never! Never ever!" Owen said in such a tone, that made Izzy turn her head at him and look in disbelief, not knowing if the boy was such ignorant not seeing that he almost killed her by his ignorance, or if he was too stupid to imagine what he did was wrong...
She wanted so much to punch him, but then she had a better idea.
"You should smell those flowers, it seems there is something wrong with them," Izzy commented as she turned her back to him.
"Really?" Owen asked as he then sniffed the flowers he picked.
*BOOM*
"AHHHHHHHHHHH." Owen was surprised that everything he touched would come to explode his face, as all the campers stared at the reaction and gave a step away from him, and the next second. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Izzy turned her head, and she just saw that Owen wasn't there anymore... like he just disappeared.
"Wasn't there just a three-hundred-pound bag of joy talking to you?" Gwen asked at Izzy who just shrugged her arms, but then there was a voice above them giving his location.
"I'm only 296." Looking up, everyone saw Owen hanging from the tree they were under by a rope tied around his ankle. "Someone set a trap."
And after saying that in a cue, a wooden cage fell down upon the remaining six campers.
"Or two..." Owen commented as the other campers rolled their eyes.
"Thank you Captain Obvious." Duncan scoffed as he saw there was nothing they could do, and that was the moment Chris McLean got on the scene.
"Good morning, campers! Or should I say… trappers? Ready for today's challenge?" Chris walked with them with a living beaver over his head, he even took a knife and made the question which all of them gasped in surprise. Now remembering that their week off was finally over."Excellent. Then let's chat about it over chow. Shall we?"
Chris then walked away...leaving all the campers trapped until Owen felt it was time to ask his friends.
"He's coming back to untrap us, right?" Right after Owen asks, Chris throws the carving knife he had right at the rope holding the fat boy up, making the big guy fall down onto the cage and causing the door to open. "Good aim..."
(Main Lodge)
And like all good things must come to an end... Everyone had to return to the bad cook that Chef always would cook for them. They were all given bowls of what could be best described as grey porridge. And while Owen was happily eating since neither of them had the taste of peppers on it, everyone else had to return to their torture into eating that terrible food. Some even were struggling to even get their spoons out of the bowl as the porridge was holding it firmly on the silverware.
And when everyone was already trying to eat their food, Chris spoke up and got everyone's attention.
"Camper's, there are only seven of you left on Total Drama Island," Chris announced getting everyone to grin a bit with pride, while one member remained stoic as she knew it was her day to leave the show. To the others, it has been a long journey, since the start of 22 campers, and with time and their struggles, from sweat, blood, and tears, they came to where they are now. "After tonight's dramatic bonfire ceremony, only six of you will remain. We're nearing the end people, so look alive!"
(Confession - Duncan)
Duncan got uncomfortable at the damaged Confession booth which was still flooding with water on the floor, and decided to comment near the camera.
"What are my chances of winning? I'd say they're pretty darn great because anyone who doesn't vote for me from Screaming Gophers is a dead man." Duncan threatened as he got right in front of the camera and glared. "Are you listening to me Gophers? All of you who have been kicked off? If you don't vote for me, I'll find you!"
Duncan said until another big splash almost made him slip on the floor.
"UGH, DAMMIT IZZY, WHY DID YOU DESTROY THE CONFESSION BOTH BECAUSE OF OWEN?"
(Confession - Lindsay)
"What just happened on here? Oh my gosh, the bad luck of Owen destroyed this place? Oh... why did I come here again?" Lindsay commented as she forgot the reason she was on the destroyed confession both, and thinking around and trying to walk around the flooded area made her just simply shrug. "Meh, maybe isn't important... Hey mom, hey Paula, I'm almost winning. I think I will reach the final three. Kisses and hugs for all the family."
"Before I start talking about the challenge. I want to introduce you to all the new members of the staff." Chris commented as the group of campers stared at the two new members marching towards the Main Lodge with their current cadet uniform and equipped with their security material around their belts. "Cadet MacArthur and Cadet Sanders."
Both cadets got into their salute position which made Heather raise an eyebrow and Duncan scoffs.
"Great, and here I thought this place wouldn't be more like the juvenile," Duncan murmured as both Gwen and DJ felt unsure of how to reply to that, but thankfully this time Chris was with his smirk again.
"These two will be responsible for your security when it comes to anything outside of the challenges which aren't planned... like I don't know, dangerous animals who got out from their natural habitat without us knowing, or possibly a serial killer who isn't supposed to be on the island," Chris remarked as the campers froze and understood the meaning of his words. And from the serious tone he gave to everyone, he brought the attention of the two cadets. "To be sure that we wouldn't have any kind of lawsuits we decided to have a better focus on our security and we also have a better group of medical care. All the interns from medicine school we could provide."
Lindsay clapped happily, DJ looked a bit more relived, while Duncan and Heather scoffed since they both knew that Chris was a bit of a cheap guy to pay for little instead of his hair gel, but anything would have been better if wasn't for the fact one camper got to the hospital because of such incident.
Before even the officers say something Chris decides to continue his explanation.
"Now for today's challenge involves making like our province's great rangers and game wardens," Chris informed everyone attention which made them raise their eyebrows. "You'll each have eight hours to trap an animal."
"Got one!" Duncan said as he grabbed Owen's wrist while the big guy wasn't bothered since he was still eating the black porridge.
"A wild animal!" Chris specified as he made the delinquent release Owen in disappointment. "Which you must bring back to the campfire. Unharmed."
This made everyone raise their eyebrows again, which made Chris continue explaining the challenge.
"Rangers and game wardens often have to relocate animals for their own good and the good of campers," Chris explained as Gwen who was having a difficult time eating the Chef's cook again.
"For my good, I might have to barbecue my animal. I'm starving to death." Gwen complained as she tried to get her spoon out of her paste. Which Chris gave a smile.
"Funny you should mention that, Gwen." Chris decided to tell the good news for the campers around the show. "Since the last challenge had been very traumatic to each of you, we want to give you all one last bone before we return to our main usual challenges. I'm going to tell you all that whenever the person who brings their animal, will have a meal of all of your favorite foods!"
And with that, everyone had their eyes wide open in surprise, but before they would ask further Chris decided to be more clear.
"This is for the sake of you all that had to deal with the traumatic experience of one of you being eliminated in such a way and had too much pressure around our back, so this will be the last chance everyone can get a reward. The first person to bring the animal will get the immunity, while the others can still enjoy their time while eating a good banquet before returning to eat Chef's MREs again." Chris explained that now than ever everyone stared at each other and had the same conclusion in their minds.
"ALRIGHT, IT'S ON." Everyone said with a grin on their faces, a week off eating Chinese and Mexican food, and now a last reward without getting any risk of elimination? That indeed made them feel more ready to try their best.
"Good food, here I come," Heather commented as Owen stared at her in surprise.
"Aren't you going to eat that?" Owen asked the queen bee pushing the food for the only person who could eat that kind of food, and even as a disgusting way he could eat it, some people envied how easily he didn't mind eating anything.
(Confession - Owen.)
"I can't believe I'm in the final seven!" Owen cheered as he raised his arms up in the air in a pattern of left and right, even as the whole place was still some fixing, thankfully one of the interns was in the middle of the toilet while Owen continued his confession. "Can you imagine me, winning?! Hahahahaha! That would be awesome! Whoo-hoo-hoo! Everyone else here totally deserves it more than I do, though."
Owen explained that he usually never thought he would be that far, and even as the scorching marks and food bombs happening at him all, he seemed to remain the carefree person, even as the coward he was, he still saw himself as not deserving the money more than the others.
A little later, Chris gathered up everyone at the boathouse to start up the day's challenge. In the host's hand was a safari hat with a bunch of pieces of paper inside.
"Everyone, choose an animal assignment!" Chris then held his hat out to the campers who quickly lined up to take a piece of paper to see what animal they would have to bring back.
"Beaver." Owen read his animal.
"Bear?" Duncan said in disbelief as the others flinched in surprise from what he would need to catch the wild animal.
"Frog," Gwen said her animal.
"Chipmunk," DJ said as he didn't seem worried about the one he had to capture.
"Duck," Lindsay commented as she wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.
"Racoon? Oh great, headshot." Izzy commented as she felt happy with the choices she was about to make to get good food.
"Deer?" Heather asked as the host shrugged his arms. "Well, at least I didn't take the bear."
"Hahaha, very funny," Duncan commented as he looked at Chris with a question in mind. "You aren't going to let us capture our animals bare-handed right?"
"You do get sixty seconds in the boathouse to gather any equipment that might help," Chris told everyone before holding up his watch and pointing at it. "And the person who doesn't accomplish the challenge, not only will not be able to eat the good lunch made by Chef in his prime. But will also the loser clean the communal washrooms."
Everyone gasped at this. That was probably the cruelest punishment Chris could have given to them. Added in that the washrooms smelled awful because of one single person. The certain 296-pound boy was smiling sheepishly at them.
"Sorry." Owen chuckled as he patted his massive stomach and farted. "I think I ate too much of that delicious paste."
And that was the drive both Heather and Duncan needed, because now losing wasn't an option, and they would do everything to help their case.
"And you can start your 60 seconds, starting...now!" Chris said as the group went quickly on the boathouse to find any potential items that could aid them in the challenge.
From nets, and buckets, to even a sledgehammer. Duncan grinned at the idea of going more offensive in capturing the bear, which made both Heather, Gwen, and Lindsay look at the delinquent with worry in their eyes.
"Uh, you're going to capture a bear with a sledgehammer?" Gwen asked her eyebrow raised, to which Lindsay nodded her head.
"Yeah, they said for we capture the animals without hurting them," Lindsay commented as Heather nodded her head in agreement.
"You may wanna rethink that." Heather pointed out what Duncan thought about it, but that made Duncan have a better idea.
"Ah, thanks for the tip, "Instead of downgrading to something less lethal... Duncan grabbed something more lethal. A chainsaw that he would use for a lot of things, intimidation factor. This made both Heather and Gwen roll their eyes, and from the net, Heather saw something on the corner.
"Lindsay, there is Duck bait in the corner," Heather commented and the blonde girl got excited.
"Really? Oh, that's good." Lindsay said as she took a duck bait and a burlap sack. Which would be helpful to her.
"I got paper towels! Yeah!" Owen was pretty much just happy to pick up anything he could find to help him capture the beavers, a few sticks and a paper towel seemed a good plan for him. DJ smiled and shared with Owen a high five as DJ looked at a little box that he could use to distract the chipmunk to bring to his victory.
"Ten seconds remaining!" Chris informed everyone as he stuck his head inside. And after hearing there was 10 seconds, Izzy decided to bring all the boxes she could find.
"Wait, we can do that?" Heather commented that since Chris didn't explain the rules, it was enough for her to place her net inside and bring more boxes with her in enough time to walk outside. The other campers all got the idea, but the moment Heather got out of the boat house, it was enough time, and all the campers lost their opportunity.
"Time's up," Chris commented as Heather and Izzy decided to open their boxes and see if there was more chance to capture the animals.
(Confession - Heather)
"Okay, this place is a mess," Heather commented as she could see the interns fixing the confession booth from the catastrophe made by the ginger who wanted revenge on the fat boy. "Well, I assume I'm the favorite to win. I mean, look who's left. Weird goth girl, a criminal, a fart machine, a crybaby jock, a psycho explosive beast, and Lindsay. She is the only girl who can understand me. The only flaw she had it's that she was too naive to deal with the challenges, we're not here to make more friends Lindsay, we are here to win." Heather said as she snapped her nail file in two into trying to teach another lesson to her friend. "I just hope she understands that when we get in the final 3."
At the time Heather was with her boxes and examining what was left, she saw Izzy taking a lot of weird things from her box, and throwing them behind her back.
"Okay, buffer thingies, old sandwich, stick, big nesty hook," Heather had to crouch to not get hit by that one as then Izzy had a smile on her face. "Score, tranquilizer gun. Guys look?"
Izzy aimed at everyone with the pistol which made Heather terrified.
"Could you please aim it in other way?" Heather asked and Izzy gave a smile at her, and a wink, and to the surprise of everyone, Izzy gave the tranquilizer gun for her. "What?"
"Do this for me..." Izzy commented as she whispered something to Heather and with others looking in surprise and weirdly at the wild girl, that move wasn't something she would expect. "You needed more than me since I'm going out tonight."
"Wait, are you planning to lose?" Lindsay asked in shock, while Heather remained with her cool since she discovered Izzy's plan from the time the duo went to talk in an area without cameras. And from the idea of losing their advantage, Heather knew that sooner or later she would need to find a way to survive with Lindsay, and from all the strategies Izzy had come up with... She knew she had a chance to go to the finals if she played her cards right.
"Losing me?" Izzy laughed as it caught the attention of everyone. "Oh, Izzy isn't planning to clean up a backstaber's, cowards washroom."
Everyone flinched at Izzy's tone of words, even Owen who flinched most from her angry tone which the boys and girls gave a step back from the fat boy...
"I mean, I don't want the immunity, but I want to eat good food. And I think Heather would need it way more than I do," Izzy gave an explanation and Heather nodded her head at her. Which was good enough to make the weird ginger start laughing again.
And from the boxes Heather brought, she wasn't lucky into find something good to help at all, so having a tranquilizer gun would be the best equipment she would receive.
With their time up, everybody was with the gear they were lucky enough to find and grab.
"Everybody ready?" Chris asked as everybody grinned and shouted yes, which made Chris happy to start the challenge. "GAME ON!"
Lindsay
Lindsay stood at the edge of the clearing, clutching a burlap sack in one hand and a handful of duck bait in the other. Just go out in the woods, preferably a spot with some water nearby, and she was hiding behind a bush.
"Alright, Mr. Duckie, time for some lunch!" Lindsay commented as she smiled happily with a plan on her head.
She carefully sprinkled a trail of duck bait leading into the open sack, then stood back, waiting for the duck to follow the trail. To her delight, the duck skidded to a halt, eyeing the bait curiously. It began pecking at the trail, inching closer to the sack.
"Yes, yes, come to mama!" Lindsay whispered excitedly as she was ready to finally catch it.
But just as the duck reached the edge of the sack, it seemed to sense something was amiss. In a blur of motion, it zipped away, leaving a trail of feathers and a very perplexed Lindsay holding an empty sack.
"Hey! That was supposed to work!" Lindsay stomped her foot on the floor while she looked in disbelief.
Ten minutes later:
Not one to give up easily, Lindsay decided to sneak up on the duck. She sprinkled some duck bait in a small circle, placing the burlap sack open and ready nearby. Then, she hid behind a bush, peeking through the leaves.
"Okay, just stay calm and be quick. Ducks love bait, right?" Lindsay commented to herself, and at the time she felt conflict suddenly two familiar figures appeared on her shoulder.
"Of course they love, do you remember what our daddy always said about his great inspiration for rubber ducks? Daddy would never lie to us." Devil Lindsay commented as she pointed to the most obvious point. The Angel Lindsay nodded her head in agreement.
"I have to agreed, but Ducks are kinda nefarious and tricksters, so we need to try our best." Angel Lindsay agreed as the trio of Lindsays came to the conclusion that capturing a duck was not going to be easy, but they were going to give their all.
The speedy duck zoomed into the clearing, immediately drawn to the bait. It began to gobble up the bait with lightning speed. Lindsay took a deep breath and dashed out from her hiding spot, burlap sack outstretched.
"Gotcha, duckie!" Lindsay jumped until the duck quickly turned its head at her.
The duck was faster. It shot forward, Lindsay missing it by mere inches and tripping over her own feet in the process. She landed face-first in the bait circle, the duck already a blur in the distance.
"Ew, gross! Why is this so hard?" Lindsay commented as she spat the bait and asked at both her shoulder entities, who merely shrugged and stared at the challenge in confusion.
Determined to catch the duck, Lindsay and her duo of shoulder consciences decided to create the ultimate trap. She placed the duck bait inside of the burlap sack and let a stick holding it on the floor.
"This is totally gonna work. I'm like, a genius!" Lindsay smirked as she saw Angel Lindsay wearing glasses and a clipboard, while Devil Lindsay was using the imaginary blackboard which was written MC2 = Banana on it.
"The math matches, let's do this." Devil Lindsay shouted and Angel Lindsay was using binoculars to find the track of the speed devil animal.
"THERE IT COMES." Angel Lindsay shouted as the trio waited patiently for the results of their ultimate trap. The duck zipped into the clearing, immediately drawn to the extravagant pile of bait inside of the sack. It zoomed around, eyeing the contraption suspiciously. After a moment, it darted in, pecking at the bait. Lindsay held her breath, ready to pull the string that would release the sack.
"Come on, just a little more..." The trio of Lindsays whispered as soon, as the duck's full body was already inside of the sack, which immediately the stick to fall off and took the duck by surprise. "AHA!"
Both imaginary consciences from the blonde bombshell disappeared but not before giving a high five to each other, as Lindsay enjoys the spoils of her victory. A duck trapped in her own sack and ready to make her have a nice lunch on the show.
Gwen
With Gwen, the goth girl never thought the challenge would be the easiest of them all, from the fact she just needed to catch a frog, which wouldn't be difficult. With a bucket in her hand, all she needed to do it was to find one, and go to a swampy place. When they did a lot of survival challenges, Gwen found a very simple blue frog which made her happy with the results.
"Oh that's so easy that I can already taste the immunity," Gwen commented as she was having a smirk on her face.
With nothing to worry about, Gwen simply walked up to the frog, with the bucket in her hands to slam over it... the frog noticed the imminent danger so it decided to leap away, with Gwen smirking and following it. And the more she approached the frog, the more it leaped away, until on a moment of distraction, she stomped into a deep puddle which made her go down like a heavy object...
"Oh you son-of a *beep*," Gwen commented as the frog croaked in front of her, and went away... "So that's how you are going to play it? Then two can play this game."
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It took her 40 minutes to capture the frog, but not after failing to catch it and getting into deep puddles at least 15 times.
Heather
To say having to track down a deer would have been an easy task, Heather would like to beat the crap out of the person, since it took her more than a mere few minutes. Heather crouched low in the bushes, her eyes locked on the deer grazing peacefully a few yards away. She tightened her grip on the net and checked the tranquilizer gun at her side.
"Alright, Heather, you've got this. It's just a deer." Heather whispered to herself as she could have some focus into capturing the naive animal...
With the stealth of a ninja (or so she thought), Heather began to creep forward. She was just a few feet away when she stepped on a twig.
*CRACK*
The loud sound echoed through the forest. Which made the deer's head shot up, ears twitching in alarm. Heather froze, her net mid-air, trying to blend in with the foliage like some kind of camouflaged predator. The deer stared at her for a moment, then bolted.
"Ugh, seriously? A twig? Come on!" Heather groaned as she stomped at the object which made her lose her target...
Determined not to fail again, Heather decided to outsmart the deer. She set up a decoy: a deer made of twigs and leaves with an apple balanced on its head. She hid nearby, tranquilizer gun in hand, ready to strike.
"Alright, deer, let's see you resist this bait."Heather grinned, as she planned to make sure that this time her brain would show who was the best among them.
Minutes ticked by as Heather waited in silence. Finally, the deer approached, sniffing cautiously at the apple-topped decoy. Heather aimed the tranquilizer gun, holding her breath. She squeezed the trigger.
The tranquilizer dart shot out—and missed, hitting the decoy instead. The fake deer wobbled and then collapsed, taking the apple with it. The real deer looked at the fallen decoy, then at Heather, before giving her a look that seemed to say, "Really?" It trotted away leisurely, not even bothering to run this time.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" Heather shouted as she threw her hands up in exasperation. "Oh, I'm going to get you... I swear, you stupid animal,"
Half hour later, Heather climbed up a tree, positioning herself on a thick branch directly above a deer trail. She had the net dangling from one hand and the tranquilizer gun securely holstered, ready for action.
"Okay, they always say the high ground wins. I just need to drop down when the deer passes underneath." Heather commented as she decided to act with patience...
Minutes felt like hours, but finally, she spotted the deer walking along the path below. Heather tensed, waiting for the perfect moment. Just as the deer was in position, she jumped.
Unfortunately, her foot got caught in the branch, and instead of a graceful pounce, Heather swung down like a human pendulum, crashing into the deer with a loud sound. Both Heather and the deer ended up in a heap on the ground, the deer was about to leave when both were trapped with the net, and Heather took the time to aim the tranquilizer gun and shot on it's flank...
A few seconds later, the animal went on the side, which left Heather, looking at the effectivenss of the weapon, and made her glances at the gun gave by the crazy ginger girl.
"Well, that went... smoothly," Heather commented as she spat a few leaves, but with a smirk indicating her objective was accomplished.
Duncan
Duncan decided to use the most simple way to capture a bear... By dressing himself as a deer and having a chainsaw ready for the case he wants to intimidate the grizzle bear.
"HEY, WAKE UP," Duncan shouted as he then heard the growling sounds of animals getting up, and the delinquent was ready to walk inside the cave just to find himself staring into something unfamiliar. The bear who was supposed to be very scary was actually a growing fur animal that was dressed in a robe... "Pfff HAHAHAHAHA, what happened to you? You look ridiculous."
That was the worst decision the delinquent could have made because the now female animal got angry and with a desire for revenge that even roared loud enough to make Duncan step back.
"Oh, so that's how you are going to play huh?" Duncan didn't show fear as he took his chainsaw and ignited. "Say hello to my little friend."
And then when he thought he was up for the battle, the bear used the paw to slap Duncan out of the chainsaw... And by releasing it on the floor. It was now the revenge of the animal, which made Duncan sweat a lot and look at the animal in fear...
"Err... buddy, don't you want to talk this out?" Duncan said as he gulped hard... But the roaring of the animal was enough to make him run away. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Duncan thought it was a good idea, however, the dressed bear was holding the chainsaw and was following the delinquent with the objective of mauling him with the chainsaw...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." The screaming from Duncan could be heard around the forest and the roaring of the bear was still insisting on hurting the person who insulted its dress.
Izzy
Izzy had a lot of knowledge when it comes to wild animals since they were part of survival training she had in childhood, she had the costume to learn their habits and even speak their language when it comes to talking to animals, some times she could find the right things to say, but it has been a long time since she spoke Raccoon, maybe she should catch up to see if her Camel was still sharp.
But finding raccoons was easy, they are tricky yet fun creatures, and finding them looking for food in the trash cans and even in the forest can be easy...
"Alright you trash pandas you asked for it." Then something brought the attention of the ginger girl who just found not just one, but two new cadets who were having a very heated debate about what would be a mecha-version of a Racoon made by little Racoons.
"Oh, it's Tuesday already?' Izzy asked herself as she wasn't aware that crazy animal moments would have happened around on another day which isn't Tuesday. "Err. What you two are doing?"
"Oh hello. I'm cadet Sanders, and this is my partner MacArthur and we are sorry for disturbing your challenge." The dark-skinned cadet responsible for the security of the island commented as her partner was doing her best to fight over the Racoon who was holding what would be a cup of coffee and a donut. "We were in the middle of our break when this... animal took one of our delights that it's our morning donuts."
"GIVE IT BACK," MacArthur shouted as she brought the teaser and decided to fire at one of the Racoons, which immediately made their entire bodies zapp and the chubby security was satisfied with her victory... But it was cut short when the mecha animal fell above her. "Oh oh... OFFICER DOWN."
And that was the moment both Izzy and Sanders cringed at the sight of the battle between a woman and an animal...
"Well, why don't we negotiate?" Izzy commented as she offered the idea, for the cadet which had her eyebrow raised. "Trust me, let me speak with them."
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"So how about 1 box of donuts per week and 1 litter of coffee in exchange for them doing night shifts for us?" Sanders commented to Izzy who coughed in her hand.
(ARHGT TAHRA AHRCH) Izzy used the sounds of raccoons to communicate with the recovering mecha of the raccoons which were listening to the conversation.
Until one of them looked angry and replied.
(RIII ARGH IRIIIR ARHC HAACRHC)
"You don't need to translator for that one." Cadet MacArthur said as she stared angrily at them. "Tell them to come back when they are ready to act like an adult."
Not just Izzy but even the partner of law looked surprised by that statement.
"Do you speak their language?" Sanders asked as the cadet MacArthur just shrugged.
"Listen to them it's one of my skills in the past. Now, tell them to scram before I send them out for Disorderly Conduct, and let them have only socks to eat for dinner." MacArthur commented, but Izzy decided to raise her hand...
"Err... if you guys don't mind, I need to have one with me for the challenge," Izzy commented as both security girls realized that one of the contestants needed it which both looked a bit sheepishly at what happened. (RIII RII ARCH ARHC HAARCHRHA AAH AHH)
The group of raccoons remained quiet, and stared at each other... and with one look, one of them nodded its head and walked towards the ginger crazy girl, who smiled at them.
"Thank you guys," Izzy said as she waved at the group of raccoons and then turned her head at the cadets. "Good luck with them, they said they will try the negotiations with you all tomorrow, and they refuse anything less than 2 litters of coffee and 1 and a half box of donuts."
"THAT'S IT, YOU ALL GOING DOWN," MacArthur shouted as she jumped towards the raccoons which they aren't afraid of one woman... And Sanders watched the fight happening with her palm on her face.
"I can't believe this is our first day of job..." Sanders commented until she heard the screaming of a person which made her turn her head and see the delinquent boy shouting in panic while he was being followed by a bear holding a chainsaw and wearing a dress... "Err... MacArthur, I think we have a Code 10-99"
"Bear with a chainsaw?" The chubby security girl asked loudly until she felt a hook on her face which made the woman furiated with the trash-pands. "OH BRING ON. SANDERS, YOU TAKE CARE OF CODE 10-99, THESE RACCONS ARE MINE."
"Err... okay..." Sanders shook her head decided to have a teaser on her hands, and decided to run after the boy in fear and the bear wearing a dress... "I should have read the contract. Why I have a feeling that this will get weirder and weirder."
DJ
DJ, the brick wall usually has fear into going up towards trees, so in a moment of concentration and courage, the boy managed to get up to find a chipmunk in one of the branches, and by pure luck, the gentle giant watched the pure animal smiling and enjoying the nature.
"Hey little fella," DJ commented as it brought the attention of the animal which was simply staring at him. "I have a bit of fear of heights but I needed to talk a bit with you. Can you help me to go to a place? I promise that I will give a lot of chestnuts and peanuts in compensation for your help..."
The little creature tilted its head, and he didn't seem to have any kind of understanding of the giant... But it showed honesty in his actions, which the little squirrel decided to give a try.
DJ smiled as the squirrel was already on his shoulder.
"Great, we can already win ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." DJ was happy to finally leave the tree when he accidentally fell from the branch which the chipmunk was already prepared with his own personal tiny little parachute. "Ughh... I'm fine."
Owen
"The naturalist is at one with the wild. He is part of it." With Owen, the big guy had managed to find the beavers around the river, and as he approached the dam, he found a good opportunity to get inside of one and see there was a family of 3 beavers inside and ready to have their own lunch. "Making eye contact with his fellow-creatures creates peace, creates brotherhood. We are one, friends. Yes we are one." Owen narrated as the family looked at each other until one of them decided to raise one of its tails.
*SLAP.*
"OUCH. The naturalist doesn't like to see the disharmony happening around the. OUCH, OUCH OUCH OUCH."
And that was the sequence of how Owen got the punishment of 100 tails slaps while he couldn't help but feel immense pain on his cheeks.
"WHYYYY?" That was the last question before he continued to receive the slaps. Until a thought crossed his mind."My bad luck is striking again, NOOOOOOOOO"
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(Confession - Izzy)
"Remember when I said I once had to become a part of the family of beavers who taught me many techniques of survival in the woods?" Izzy asked the camera from the now-fixed confession booth. "Yeah, I learned their language and I managed to convince them to only slap the face of a possible 296-pound blonde coward if they see one... and I know what you are thinking. Izzy, why not explode a dam as you did with everything else? Oh come on guys, I cannot explode a dam, it's where the beavers live. Explosivo isn't a monster...with the animals."
And on the campsite, there was Chris waiting with a large wooden cage with him.
Until suddenly.
"Hey, OPEN THE CAGE, OPEN THE CAGE CHRIS." The shout of someone in panic made the host have his eyes wide open and saw Duncan running for his life until he got the opportunity to get inside the cage...
And when Duncan thought he was free, there it was the lousy bear crossing the cage with the chainsaw.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." Duncan shouted in fear until suddenly the bear felt zapped by something behind it, which the delinquent had his eyes wide open and the bear got knocked down with the chainsaw on the floor.
Duncan quickly turned off the chainsaw and looked at the sweaty cadet Sanders staring at him out of breath.
(Confession - Duncan)
"I'm not a fan of police, but ALLELUIA." Duncan praised the skies for being saved by a cop instead of being captured by one. "Who knew one of the decisions of Chris actually could save our lives? Man, I'm so relieved. I thought I was a goner by a bear with a dress."
Duncan was happy to see the naked bear being knocked out while he had to leave the cage peacefully.
"Nice job cadet Sanders," Chris commented as he felt happy to see both Duncan running away in fear, and seeing a potential danger of a bear with a chainsaw being neutralized. Which was a bonus of comedy and safety from him by the lawsuits.
"Open the cage, open the cage." Then Izzy walked towards the group and seeing Duncan already got the immunity, she was satisfied with the idea of already having a good chance to leave the show in peace. And by seeing the cage open she smiled at the raccoon before releasing on the place. "Alright, now we can have a nice food."
"Oh, you don't have to tell me twice." Duncan smiled as he felt the sweet taste of victory and food already on the table. Better than eating the terrible paste in the morning. Now he was going to eat fancily like he deserved it.
"Well, we already have 2 winners. Don't forget. The last camper to catch their critter cleans the washrooms!" Chris said happily as both Duncan and Izzy felt happy with their results.
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An hour later, Duncan, and Izzy were already sitting at a well-fancy table, waiting for the other campers to appear to have a great lunch party before one of the campers left the show.
DJ was one of the campers who appeared by holding the chipmunk since it took a lot of minutes to climb the tree...
Lindsay was next with the Duck she happily captured with her brilliant idea.
And Gwen came later with a bit of mud on her face for a few tries of capture but the frog managed to trick her many times.
"UGHHHH, OPEN THE CAGE," Then a shout was enough to hear, as the group stared at Owen holding a big dam with him and was ready to place the family of beavers with him. "Now there yo... ahhh,"
Owen was on the verge of placing the animals when he suddenly fell slowly and his eyes closed... All the campers looked at the big guy slowly falling down and when they saw his butt, there were 2 darts aimed at him.
The campers and even Chris blinked until they heard a voice calling their attention.
"If you guys think I'm going to be the last person and be the one to clean the washrooms? Oh, hell no." Heather commented as she was having difficulty pulling the wild deer with her with her own strength. "This creature needs to know about the word diet because this weighs almost like Owen."
The beavers who fell down with their dam, and walked at the chubby camper who was still sleeping, couldn't help but mourn the person who just lost the challenge... By continuing to slap his face with their tails.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Chris watching that scene unfold, couldn't help but laugh his ass off, from seeing such an unpredictable scene, he felt like a kid in a candy store. "And here I thought giving you all a challenge like that would be a bit boring, but I guess I was wrong... It seems the last camper to bring the animal into the cage was Owen... And ironically since he was the one who messed with the washroom on this morning, it's a poetic justice for him to clean up everything."
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"Wow. That all looks good!" Chris commented as everyone sat at the table from Chef bringing to the table any kind of great food the people wanted. To surprise Izzy, she had her mouth dropped when Chef managed to make her father's Naco, which by far is one of the foods she missed when she was out at home.
DJ was surprised to see one of the barbecue foods his mom did for him, and he was surprised to see a skilled Chef has been holding up when he wanted.
Duncan when he got his tray for dessert, he was surprised to see a familiar green jello, which was his girlfriend's favorite, and that kinda hit him hard in some ways, but he could tell from the flavor why his princess was so addicted to the childhood, that thing was delicious.
Gwen wanted to eat frog legs, and Chef did as a way she found poetic justice.
Lindsay got a very got her favorite food that she wanted to eat with her friends, a good steak, with french fries and even a good salad to make everything delicious for her.
Heather got a good kimchi, which she was surprised to not have been able to eat Korean food for so long. And she had to admit, for all the torture they had to pass the entire time, she felt satisfied with dealing with the challenge.
Owen by sensating all his friends eating food while he couldn't move a single muscle since he was sleepy, he was drooling from his mouth, and releasing a tear in his eyes... It had been the worst kind of punishment he ever thought to receive in his life...
Izzy noticed that and decided to say enough was enough... She saw the uncountous boy, and with her smile once again back on her face... she decided to finally say it.
"It's all forgiven now, Owen... I hope you have learned your lesson." Izzy said as she tapped the head of the chubby boy, and his only reply was an unconscious fart, which made Izzy rolls her eyes and continues smiling. "I wish you good luck on the show... "
(Campfire)
Night had fallen on Camp Wawanakwa once more. The time for another camper to leave the show, however, the farewell ceremony had been great for most of the campers who could enjoy a last break before the show went back to its normal, but with new features.
Sanders and MacArthur were nearby on the corner with the camera crew, while they watched the campers sitting on their seats, it was time for 7 campers to become 6. And all of them knew which camper should leave... Well most of them.
"You've all cast your votes and made your decision. However, we both know that one of you managed to use the distress code word to leave the show. So when I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow." Chris informed everyone of the usual rules of the ceremony and was ready to give each of them to receive the marshmallows. "Alright, Duncan you already got the immunity by winning this challenge, Gwen, DJ, Lindsay. You are all safe."
The group who got their names immediately went after Chris to get their sweet candy for them to enjoy a few more days around the island. Leaving now 3 campers on there...
"Owen, Heather, and Izzy," Chris commented as he showed only 2 marshmallows which left the chubby guy who was still being held by a litter and still drowsy, Heather who was scoffing in her place, and Izzy who wasn't with her usual smile, but different from most of the time, she was with her eyes closed, waiting for the final words being said on the show. "Owen and Heather, you both had a little field on today's challenge and I wasn't surprised that both of you would have made the great ending of the challenge that we always wanted... But you two proved me wrong and I'm so happy because of that... So in that case, both of you know there was one quitter of the show already on the board... You both are safe. Izzy, it's time to go..."
Heather got up from her seat grabbed both marshmallows and walked fast to open the jaw of the drowsy fat boy who was eating slowly his own marshmallow.
Izzy smiled at Heather, and with a final wink, she gave a final hug and whispered something in her ears... Heather listened attentively and nodded her head. Izzy smiled happily and walked towards the group.
"Okay guys, it seems that my time finally arrived. GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE, THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING." Izzy said as the group stared at her bringing a smoke bomb and like a magician she disappeared in the next second everyone stared at the ginger girl already on the boat of Losers, with all her stuff and with Chef giving a final salute to his soldier, which she did the same while she cackled madly...
But far away the cackle cracked as a few tears were released from her eyes... and she could finally try to find her inner peace again...
Owen was still paralyzed, and Chris wanted so much to tell the bad news. But Heather was in front of Chris.
"Please... I will give him the news when he gets better. I refuse to let anyone help him in his state. He messed up, he clean up." Heather said to the host who blinked but then shrugged.
"You are a cruel girl, but that's a good point. Tell him to clean up the washrooms by morning." Chris commented as he walked happily and pointed at the remaining campers. "You all are on the final 6 everyone. I hope you have enjoyed the last break you are going to have... Because in the next 3 days, things are going to heat up again... So, good luck."
And with that, Chris, smiled as the group looked in concern about what they were about to get on the next challenge.
(Playa Del Losers)
It sounds crazy, but the second time Izzy came on the Playa del Losers, she thought it didn't sound like a great surprise in comparison to the first time, it gave a taste of voice and emptiness at the time she came back to her room. The reception she got from everyone has been pretty nice though, she never thought Courtney and Bridgette would give a good hug which she desperately... Cody, Beth, Tyler, Trent, Katie, and Sadie as well, as even Noah who looked at her showed his sympathies at the time she got on the resort. Harold and Leshawna even made a barbecue for her to eat before she went to her room, which was very nice of them...
And while she even had her dislikes around Justin, he lowered his mirror just to ask her if she was okay. Which had been a good improvement for a liar like him, but from everyone who was on the island, there was one person who didn't come to see her... And she knew exactly where he was...
She accepted the hugs of everyone, but she wanted to bring all the suitcases and baggage to her bedroom... Even as the darkness of the night was a bit uncomfortable, Izzy could see someone sitting in front of her desk near her bed.
The only person missing, and the one who was waiting for her, the same way she did for him.
"Hey," Izzy said weakly, as the boy remained on the desk, not even moving, refusing to even turn to see her. "I did play great didn't I?"
...
The boy remained quiet as Izzy knew that she could have asked a better question... It has passed a few weeks before she sees her friend again, but in the end, she shows that she reached in point of despair and says the words making her lose the game, and even as the strategy she wanted to give her had a better chance to win the game and try for the 1 million, she felt betrayed and wanted to give up...
And from the lack of response... she thought the reason why he wasn't talking to her was because he was disappointed in her. And that made her feel hurt. Until she heard the words that she didn't expect to hear.
"It's all my fault." Izzy blinked and stared at the boy who just got up from the seat, and from the time he approached her, Izzy discovered... Ezekiel was tired, there were circles around his eyes. As the boy walked like his arms and legs were with a lot of weight... "Everything is my fault."
Izzy remained quiet as Ezekiel knew she had been listening. And with a deep sigh, he explained.
"I should have told you about the hook line and screamer episode, saying about Owen betraying you by pushing in Chef's direction and for the fact the real serial killer would go after Gwen but she just kicked on his nose and he became a whiny bitch, giving up into killing the others on that day," Ezekiel explained, as he could see Izzy's eyes getting colder from hearing him. "They showed the episode like a comedy, but never showed the repercussion of the actions...and seeing Eva getting stabbed and going berserk... And seeing you in your state..."
Izzy had her eyes staring at him, and differently than the oaf boy who was so ignorant... The boy in front of her showed a look of pure regret and guilt from what happened.
"I always wondered myself why you didn't fight the serial killer since you always had been the most badass fighter over the show," Ezekiel commented as he didn't let Izzy even open her mouth. "Each episode you always seemed to be in control and having fun into fighting Chef... But you just got angry with Owen and a few episodes later you would have been fine... How stupid I was."
"..."
"It's so logical, it doesn't matter how great you are, someone pushing your back in the direction of a weapon can kill even the main character of movies and shows." Ezekiel gave a bitter laugh as he sounded less and less cheerful than before. "And here with all my knowledge of the future, I could have made the difference, I could told you about the dangers of what was about to happen, and yet I refuse... Because I wanted to be so similar to cannon that we would get the results to go for the one million chance and the season 2..."
"But the cannon line stream of time was already messed up," Izzy commented as she comprehended the words told by the boy who was filled with guilt.
"Yes, it was...I have told you much about the future, but I didn't tell you something about the challenges since I wanted to be a fair game for everyone..." Ezekiel commented and he looked at his friend who seemed to be struggling if she should hate him or not. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't know the hook was that near of your neck, I didn't know that at the end of the episode you got so broken that you wanted to give up everything, I didn't know that you needed someone to help you...I lied to you by omission, and I know that you hate liars, I'm sorry."
And there it was, one single thing that Izzy wanted so much after such a challenge. A genuine apology, between the person who knew the events of what was going to happen, to a person who actually committed the sin of betrayal? At least she knew one of them gave a genuine apology to her...
And after a few seconds of silence. Ezekiel gave a glance into found out that Izzy herself was very tired and there were a lot of thoughts on her mind...
Knowing it was time for him to leave, he walked past her, but at the time he was about to reach the door. He felt one of his arms being held by the blouse. Which made him turn to see Izzy staring at him, holding by one of his sleeves.
"Just promise...you would never push me back in the direction of danger," Izzy said weakly, almost like a whisper, and the boy who saw her showed a crack to break down...
Ezekiel remained quiet, but he replied with all the honesty he could.
"I royal promise," Ezekiel promised as a way that he knew that he would never back down, since from his favorite show. Breaking that kind of promise would result in both trial by fire... or making mathematical equations, but that wasn't something that he should worry about. "I will do more than that... no more secrets."
"No more secrets?"Izzy asked as she looked at the deep of his eyes, and the boy who took out his winter hat and had enough courage to look her in the eye again.
"No more secrets," Ezekiel replied as he knew that his friend knew about part of his past, but whenever she would ask him about the future, their future... he just didn't care about the consequences anymore. The pain of not knowing and repeating the events could have been more lethal than the cannon and the actual people who lived in this world suffered the consequences of the butterfly effect. "Whatever you want to know that I know, I will tell to you."
"..." Izzy remained in silence, and while a good part of her was still fragile from what she heard, she knew that she could trust him...because he was being honest with her, and his guilt was genuine. "Then I don't want to know."
"WHAT?" Ezekiel said loudly as he felt confused and in disbelief from seeing the girl who was just broken before, and knowing that there was everything that he could tell her like before. And yet she just simply refuses it? "What do you mean?"
And his reaction was exactly what Izzy needed, since for the first time started to laugh from the disbelief look on his face.
"I will cut you right there. Because while this serial killer stuff had been fucked up and messed with all of us... the other challenges, were really fun when I didn't know about it. Especially the time I made Heather and Lindsay inside of my bunker you gave the idea." Izzy laughed, as Ezekiel tried to not chuckle, but gave a quiver in his smile. "It was fun, and from the other timeline you told me, Eva was supposed to be eliminated on the wake-a-thon, but the future already changed, many things changed Ezekiel, and while you having the knowledge of the future. I can see why you didn't tell me... it's to enjoy the present."
"..." Ezekiel remained quiet but got more surprised when Izzy gave a little kiss on his cheek which made him wake up...
"I don't want spoilers about the challenges. All I'm going to ask is... just tell me 2 important things in the future that you know will hurt everyone?" Izzy asked, which Ezekiel paused, and for a good time, he knew something that soon would lead to terrible catastrophe and fear for many of the campers.
"Just 2 things on the next season... Leshawna will backstab everyone to talk bad behind his backs, and the Disaster Theme episode." Ezekiel commented as Izzy had her eyes wide open and Ezekiel decided to give an explanation. "One of the challenges almost made everyone drown inside of a submarine, which was the first time you got truly angry on the show."
"Really? Why?" Izzy commented in surprise, even as the time she was tired and weak, she was still curious about knowing about the dangers in the future.
"Lindsay and Justin fought into who would read the safe combination and they got it wet and unable to read..." Ezekiel gave the explanation which made Izzy's mouth drop.
"And I let my life in the hands of those two? What the fuck was I thinking?" Izzy commented as she looked at Ezekiel weirdly. "Are you sure that's my future? Because to trust Justin who is a liar?"
"Well, you..."
"You know what? Never mind. Spoilers," Izzy cut the boy as she finally understood why it was best not to know about the future because knowing would make her with more questions than answers, and she preferred to enjoy life as how it was... A chaotic mess, and she had been enjoying this great experience... And seeing the boy starting to chuckle to even laugh at her reaction, made her smile back.
"Pff... hahaha." Ezekiel laughed, as he could imagine the Izzy from the show reacting like that, and even as broken as she was... she always tried to make things fun and chaotic for her. Maybe that's why many loved her as a character. "You are the best Izzy."
"Yeah, I know," Izzy commented, as she smiled back at him. "Let's make a pact, if we get into a dangerous situation in regard to our future, if is dangerous at such a level that we can't trust nobody but each other. Would you have my back?"
Ezekiel saw Izzy making such a question, and while he could see the girl asking that... a good part of him could still notice something behind her voice. The tone of hope and nervousness, from a girl who needed so much anybody to be with her when she needed it... And Ezekiel did something that he never thought he would do, but did by instinct... He hugged her.
"I swear, I will always have your back," Ezekiel replied, as he could hear the sniff coming from the ginger girl, as she gave back the hug that he needed to receive and also give...
The weight of the knowledge, nobody knows how difficult it was and heavy it is, by knowing that every action has a reaction, and by doing nothing could also mean consequences for those who aren't prepared...
Ezekiel learned that once before was a single show on the Cartoon Network, he remembered that between 21 minutes to 24 hours. Many things must have happened off-screen, and everyone has a story to tell... He should have known since in real life they didn't have the pay-per-view to watch everything...but he has no one else to blame but himself, he knew what was going to happen and yet he didn't do anything to help at all...
And yet she was willing to forgive him... He doesn't know why... But he gave his word that he would never act like Owen did. He was honest when he said he got her back because he would protect all his friends and the people he cared about.
That's why he wanted to be prepared for Total Drama Action and World Tour because he knew the future dangers around. And he never wants to see his friends broken ever again.
And the tiredness had been so much around both of them, that they didn't know that their hug had been done for several minutes...