Walking Small: A parody of Walking Small from SpongeBob SquarePants with Total Drama characters.

Disclaimer for the series: Some (though far from all) chapters will contain moments of nudity or underwear due to the canon SpongeBob episodes' plots and gags, though it won't be anything that wouldn't happen in TD or SpongeBob. Credits to another user on FF for letting us use their idea, and another for their cast idea who wishes to remain anonymous. Some episodes may also take massive strays from canon in order for things to work. Feel free to leave a review, follow, or favorite if you enjoy it!

CraftSama7: Yeah, you're right. Similar words, so I think one of us just ended up putting the wrong one by mistake.

The episode began at the beach, seeing different people having fun in the sun. There was a volleyball match going on in the sand, a few people sunbathing around the area, and of course some people in the water.

Max was then seen with a megaphone, standing on a machine. "Citizens of Ontario! Lend me your ears! All of you must evacuate immediately, in order for me to build my advertisements!" He shoved a sign in the sand, which immediately broke from the force.

Not a soul seemed to hear the wannabe supervillain clearly, or at the very least didn't care. A sunbather perked his head up just to put it back down, a kid in the water splashed some water on another, and a couple had a brief conversation about it.

"Did you hear something?" A woman asked her boyfriend, to which the man simply shrugged.

"Listen to your evil leader!" He demanded, getting more silence. He slouched his shoulders, dangling the megaphone.

"Well, It has come to my attention, something I can no longer deny!" Max announced to himself.

"I'm too short…" He ended, flatly.

"I need someone with a bigger voice, someone who..!"

Just as he said that, he heard a familiar songbird.

Ella was then seen skipping along the sunny yellow sand, humming to herself. "Skipping on the beach!~ Oh what a peach!~" She sang. "Skipping on the shore, I could sing some more!~"

"Yes! Perfect!" Max maniacally laughed, much to the princess's obliviousness.

She pranced her way to the ice cream stand, before a taller guy with some dark blue shorts cut her off. "Oh, um, excuse me, sir, but-"

"Two cones, please!" He requested, and the vendor swiftly agreed. "Thanks!"

"One, please!" Ella ordered in a similar manner, before she even merrily skipped up to the vendor.

"Sorry, kid. We're all out." The man wheeled away with the ice cream cart.

"Oh, what a shame…." The singer frowned, but she quickly forgot about it as she heard some sobbing from a nearby bench. She tilts her head in confusion and carefully walks over instead of prancing. Next to the junior despot were two ice creams, both the same flavor. "Oh, goodness, Max, what's wrong? What are you doing, crying on a bench all alone?"

"Oh, Ella!" He falsely sobbed, which the songbird thought was genuine. "I ordered two ice cream cones, but I only needed one! What am I gonna do with the other one?" He stopped crying for a moment to look at the princess and see her reaction, only to continue his crocodile tears a moment later.

Ella looked puzzled, but she also seemed sympathetic. "Perhaps I could eat one for you! Would that help?"

Max feigned excitement, looking up at the songbird. "Ella! Would you do that for me?"

"Well, certainly! Strawberry is my favorite flavor, and you do need to get rid of it somehow." She grabbed one of the cones and carefully ate it, so as not to stain her swimsuit, even if the swim skirt was already pink as well.

As the singer finished up her ice cream, Max tried to get her attention. "Hey, Ella, isn't it wonderful to get the things you desire?" Ella paused in thought. "Like that ice cream!"

"Oh, yes, I did enjoy that." She agreed with her recognizable smile.

"You can have anything you want, with a little training!"

"Hmm? Training?"

"Yes, to become more assertive! Become my minion - um, student, and I can show you how!"

"Assertive?" The singer frowned. "That doesn't sound very nice…"

"It can be. Watch this!" He said, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her off to teach her in the ways of being assertive.

"See him, that scoundrel who fiendishly took your ice cream cone?"

"Oh, should I say hi?"

"What? No, we're going to be assertive, and take back what is rightfully yours." As he declared this, he pushed Ella to the man.

She bumped into him and bounced backwards. As he looked at Ella, she hesitantly spoke. "Ah, pardon me, sir, but that was an ice cream I was going to purchase."

"Oh, sorry!" The man responded.

"Yes, yes… Now let him have it!" Max egged the singer on.

"Oh, but it's alright! You can have it."

"No!" Max screeched, as the man walked away. "What in the name of all that is vile was that?"

"I let him have it, just like you asked!"

"No, no silly girl! That's not what being assertive is all about!"

Ella tilted her head in confusion.

"You have to be more demanding, you just let him get away."

"Oh um, alright, I suppose I could try something like that."

We see Ella walking around, when some guys throw a ball at her. "Hey girl, pass the ball!" One with shades and orange curled hair called out.

Ella then smiled, before replicating an elephant, and throwing the ball upward, causing it to land instead on the guy. "Uh, okay?" and he went back to playing with his group.

Ella then pranced up to someone eating a hot dog, as she then proceeded to yip like a dog, which made him go slightly further away, she did this for a while, driving people away from the beach with her uncharacteristic behavior.

Unbeknownst to Ella, Max had been working hard as she distracted everyone from his plan to advertise his restaurant, by placing wooden signs all over the beach.

Finally many people had left, and the beach was a wasteland, even a tumbleweed turned the other way, poor Ella was none the wiser.

"Max! I did it! I was assertive!" She proclaimed.

Just then she saw how empty the beach was, not even the gulls were nearby.

"It's no use, silly girl. Nice people finish last!" Max exclaimed, atop a soap box.

"Well, that's simply not true! I finished 33rd out of 42 people in a fun run. I almost finished 32nd, but I saw this cute little doggy off the track that I wanted to pet!"

The evil genius facepalmed. "Who cares for mere adorable- I mean, incessantly annoying puppies, when you could rule the world?" He attempted an evil laugh.

"Well, why can't someone try ruling the world by being nice?"

"What in this good green soon to be ruled by the Evil world are you talking about?"

Being evil isn't all it's cracked up to be! We won't get far being mean!

Life is much too short, so why spend it at our worst?

Why can't we all just play nice? There isn't any real price!

I implore you, Max, just give it a chance~

And you'll see, that it's not so easy being mean.

Max wiped a single tear before gaining his bearings "That was a good musical number but it's nothing without action to prove it."

Ella then began to hum her song as she started undoing everything she had previously done, catching the villainous wannabe off guard.

"Wow, thanks, dudette!" A man said as he threw his volleyball, over a very disgruntled, sand-covered Max.

A/N: Sorry for the delays, personal business caught up with both of the writers and we had a long time to think about how this episode would be handled, so hopefully, it's worth it! If not, there shouldn't be too many hard episodes of season 1 left. Either way, we'd like to thank you all for the support on this project; it's what's kept it going! If you're interested, Ripped Pants has also been updated to a newer version.