2008: A Space Lindsay
POV. Third person
Chris begins to narrate, "Last time on Total Drama Action. Secret reconciliations, regrets, karma, and robot fights, all wrapped around the spirit of the kung fu movie genre. Harold and Justin managed to beat the beauty duo in the first challenge. Only to have to face each other in the second half. Beth dressed up as a geisha and had a little existential crisis hahahahaha", Chris was in front of the trailers, "Who of the five, soon four, will reach the stars this week? Find out in today's dramatic episode of TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION".
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POV. Heather
I was sleeping comfortably in my bed.
*A Space Odyssey Music (Royalty-Free Parody)*
Until outside a very loud and old-fashioned music began to play, "mmm... have to… kill… host," I said with my face against the pillow. I know there's a schedule to stick to, but we have had almost no breaks since the rock n' roll challenge, and now he wakes us up in the middle of the night? If karma doesn't take care of Chris for this, I will.
"Mmmm... Who set off the alarm?" asked Lindsay getting out of bed in her adorable-sexy pink pajamas... I must still be sleepy, what nonsense am I thinking?... On the other hand... technically yesterday I accepted that... I don't entirely dislike girls, that means that even if I want to get away from her, I'm still allowed to enjoy the view, right?
"I think it's coming from outside," Beth said, still drowsy.
We got up and got out of the trailer, the boys were outside too, "Harold I swear if that old-fashioned music is due to some of your nerdy nonsense, I'm going to...", I threatened.
Harold raised his hands in surrender, "I swear I had nothing to do with this," he said.
"Old-fashioned music? Have you ever seen A Space Odyssey, Heather?" asked Beth surprised.
"I'm supposed to know about it?" sounds to me like something nerds like Cody or Harold would see.
"Heck dude, it's a classic," Justin said. It's amazing what medicine and a day of rest does.
"Even I've seen it," Lindsay said.
Ok, these fools are starting to me off, "well I haven't, if you have a problem with that, you can tell the complaints department," I said threatening them with my fist, and as expected they all backed down.
"No, no, no problem," Lindsay said in fright, the others nodding their heads. They still fear me, well, that's a good sign.
The music played once again, we all turned to see a huge speaker next to our trailer, as well as a weird giant black rectangle quite polished, let me guess, another reference to that silly movie?
Chef, who was again dressed as a caveman, was banging on a pot with a couple of bones. Chris also arrived disguised as a caveman. The challenge better not be about that stupid movie or I'm really going to kill someone here.
"Good morning, cast! Or should I say… good middle of the night," said the wicked little man in loincloths, "Hope you're all well-rested and ready to boldly go where very few men and even fewer ladies have gone before."
"Wait a sec. I could've sworn we already did caveman movies," Harold said.
And what an ordeal it was, the image of a certain redhead in a revealing leopard bikini came to my head, who was pursing her lips in front of me. I quickly shook my head to get that out of my mind, this is not the time to think nonsense.
"We did, Harold," Chris said, now looking irritated, "but we had to reuse the costumes since my astronomical salary accounts for oh, roughly ninety-seven percent of the show's budget... or did it until a certain... incident," said the presenter in quotation marks.
Chef rolled his eyes, "that was your fault and you know it, who doesn't have a safe?" the cook reproached him.
"Gel, does, not, grows, on, the, trees, now, shhhhhh, that's supposed to be confidential," the host told him. The big man rolled his eyes. The five of us exchanged a confused look, What incident?, "ahem, today's movie genre may start at the dawn of time, it quickly moves up, up, and away!" he said, pointing to the night sky. Shit, it's really going to have to do with that movie, right?
"Oh! I get it now! We're doing outer space movies!" Beth said. Wow, who would have imagined, "oh, this is so exciting, I love science fiction."
"So do I," Harold said excitedly.
I rolled my eyes, "Is it a rule that nerds like science fiction?"
"Yes!", they both said enthusiastically.
Confessional.
Heather
"It's good that I don't plan to date one... And yes, I know what I said," she said, pointing to the camera.
End of confessional.
"Listen up, space cases. You'll soon be facing some out-of-this-world challenges", When don't we?, "but first", Chris moved the giant rectangle that is apparently lighter than it seems, "I have a very special surprise for you", behind the rectangle there was a table with boxes of correspondence, please don't tell me it's astronaut food or throw up, "Each of you has received one special item sent to you from the outside world," I widened my eyes to hear that, "which by now, must feel like a distant planet," he said as he tossed a box to each of us.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes when Chris carelessly tossed a box that said fragile at the side.
Lindsay was the first to open the box she was given, "Aw! My sister Paula sent me my lucky pompoms," said the blonde as she took out a pair of quite old looking pink pompoms, "they are the first ones I used when I entered the cheerleading team, Let's go team!" said the blonde while jumping in the air cheering.
*Boing*
Justin and Harold watched with their mouths open as Lindsay's pompoms bounced, pff, how simple.
The blonde stopped with a worried look, "uh... Heather, your nose bleeds," Lindsay said.
I quickly put my hand on my nose and verified that it was indeed bleeding.
Confessional.
Heather
"ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" she shouted irritably.
End of confessional.
I covered my nose, "It's nothing, Chris hit me in the face with the box, that's it," I said quickly.
"Oh sure, blame the host," Chris said, but he was duly ignored.
Harold opened his box, "My nunchakus! Awesome!" he said as he handled his weapon, I'll give him half a day before he hits his balls with that thing again.
Justin was next, the model gasping when he opened the box, "it's from my sponsor, a new mirror lined in shiny chrome, now I can see myself no matter where I look at the mirror from."
"...", Really?
Beth also gasped at the sight of her box, "It's from Brady!", I couldn't help but roll my eyes, here we go again, the farmer gasped again, "it's... a promise ring", was a golden ring with a huge ruby in the middle... wait a minute.
I narrowed my eyes suspiciously, "Is it made of candy?" if Owen were here he would have stolen it from her by now.
"Wow, are you okay Beth?" asked Harold.
Oh, now the farmer got so excited that she's crying, great, way to please the audience.
"No-it's nothing," she said while sniffling.
Confessional.
Beth
She was covering her face with her hands, "I don't deserve this ring," Beth said dramatically heartbroken, "this was supposed to be for a girl who's always been a good person, not for a bad copy of Heather like me," she looked at the ring then put it in her mouth sucking it like a baby.
Heather
"Achoo! First a nose bleed and now sneezes? Agh, today is not my day."
End of confessional.
I stared at the box in my hands for a long time, debating whether or not to open it. The box had no indication of who sent it anywhere. If I opened it, I risked it being a joke by my brothers. I know they wouldn't waste an opportunity like this to humiliate me on television.
A hand on my shoulder made me startle, "and... Are you going to open it?" asked Lindsay.
I sighed, it didn't make sense to delay it any longer, right? I removed the adhesive tape and opened the box, the first thing I saw was a letter, "it's... "From my mother," I said, "look at what I found among the things in the attic. I wish you the best of luck, sign mom," as I rolled my eyes as I reached in to see what she sent me, "Who signs as mom instead of using her real... name?", my eyes widened when I found what she sent me. It was a framed photo.
"aw, you looked so cute," Lindsay said.
In the photo, there was what I assume was me as a child, I was wearing a pink ballet tutu, my hair was braided in a random and improvised way, on my face there was a huge smile that only showed the world the braces on my slightly crooked teeth. I could feel the heat rise up my face from shame, Why would my mother send me this?, "I... I don't even remember this," I said with a frown, according to the date of the photo, I was 6 years old here, that's the age at which I became interested in ballet, "I look so pathetic", I said borelessly, it's not like I've always been this attractive, plus here I was a kid, there's no point of comparison. However, it still irritates me.
Lindsay was also looking at the photo, "hmm... You know? I don't think I've ever seen you smile like that... you seem... well, happy," I looked at the blonde as if she had grown a second head.
Do I? I looked at the picture again, if I remember correctly, that day I lost the role of lead dancer to a better girl, all I got was a supporting role, so... Why did I smile as if that wasn't a direct blow to my pride?... Was there really a moment when I didn't care about being number one?... I don't get it. But apparently this girl does.
"Wow, you were wearing braces," Justin said as he looked at the photo.
*Step*
I threw the box at his head and stepped on his foot, "Ouch! My perfect foot!" he said as he jumped away.
"Hahahahahaha, all right, gang. Time to blast off to the great unknown!" Chris said, "Everyone knows a good outer space movie has three things in common. One, the zero gravity is always a trip. Two, the G-forces are killer! And three, everything is recycled in space, including number one and number two."
"Disgusting, did you have to mention the last part?" I complained.
"Cool," Harold said, of course.
"Which brings us to our first challenge. I'll meet you at the thrill ride set in ten minutes," Chris said.
"... What?", we all said, this guy should stop assuming that we know where the things he builds in an improvised way around here are.
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Well, apparently the spine-tingling ride was the carnival game of a space rocket on a ramp, which like everything in this place, didn't seem safe in the slightest.
"The way to achieve zero gravity is to fly a jet on a parabolic course with large vertical climbs and even larger vertical drops," needless to say, none seemed very enthusiastic about the idea, myself included, "But with the price of jet fuel today, we're gonna simulate the effect on this makeshift space shuttle," He said, referring to the rocket mounted on the ramp, "which will hit the optimum speed needed to keep you all in a perpetual state of zero gravity."
"Ouch, I have a headache, it's a lot of complicated words," Lindsay said as she massaged her hundreds.
"Simply put, we'll be like astronauts," Harold said.
"But inflated suits don't fit me," she complained.
"Your first outer space challenge will be to spend the rest of the night on the shuttle sleeping in zero gravity conditions," Chris said.
"I hope that zero gravity doesn't damage the complicated and symmetrical shape of my hair," said Justin, of course that's his biggest concern.
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The five of us were given pillows and made to enter the space shuttle.
"Y'all might wanna hold on to something bolted down, 'cause... we're almost ready to launch!"
"Are they really going to launch us into space?" Lindsay said panicked.
"I think he meant he was going to start the simulator," Beth said.
But Lindsay frowned and ignored her. Wow, she can really be spiteful when she wants to.
"In five, four, three, two, one. Blast off!"
"AHHHHH!", we all screamed as the machine started to accelerate. But a minute later... nothing. I literally didn't feel anything.
I opened one eye to see what was going on and gasped, "I see it and I don't believe it, we're actually floating," I said surprised.
"Woo hoo, this is like so... unbelievable," Lindsay said floating upside down.
"AH! This is so strange," Justin said puzzled.
While floating inside a spaceship, I couldn't help but think of Cody, he would surely have gone crazy with this challenge, we are literally floating in zero gravity inside a spaceship. That's basically every geek's dream.
I sighed, great, now I'm missing him too, silly womanizing geek you had to find a way to get into my head, right? I'm going to kick you for this when I see you again.
"All right, astronauts, it's gonna be a long night. Better get some sleep. If you can! hahahahaha".
Of course Chris would say something like that, "How does one sleep in these conditions to begin with?"
*Blow*
"Ouch! However they do it, it's not easy at all," Lindsay said as she tried to sleep, but kept hitting the walls of the craft.
"Astronauts usually sleep tied up inside special capsules that limit their movements," Harold said in his nerdy voice.
"I don't see those capsules anywhere," Beth said.
I rolled my eyes, "as if there was going to be something so novel in a Chris challenge."
"Another option is to do what otters do, they sleep holding hands to avoid being carried away by the current in the sea. We can do that," Harold said.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
The other four of us were left looking at him strangely, "yeah, you better find another way not to be carried away by the current, nerd, I'm not going to take your sweaty hand," I told him.
Confessional.
Harold
"It's a condition, gosh."
Heather
"Trying to sleep on that tin can was already difficult, putting up with the company? That was some kind of punishment."
End of confessional.
...
I was sleeping comfortably in my bed... Wait, no, that wasn't the case, I was trying to sleep while floating in the air and without any kind of concept of up or down, I couldn't even put my head on the pillow because it kept floating away from me.
I looked at the others, they had somehow managed to fall asleep, despite the more than slightly awkward postures. I suppose it's true what they say, a stable full of hay is enough for commoners.
"Oww, what's wrong Heather? Trouble sleeping?" I rolled my eyes.
"Trouble staying on your back?" I asked back to Justin, who tried to look cocky, but was ruined by the fact that he was floating on his head.
"Huh?" the model tried to turn around, but it didn't work, "whatever, I'm like this on purpose."
"Sure."
"Okay, I want to talk to you Heather. Now that you poisoned me with noodle soup, I would consider that we are now at some kind of neutral point now."
"You really think so?" I said rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.
"Yes, and that's why I want to propose something to you, you should join my alliance," the model said. My eyes widened, "It's more than clear that you don't get along with Lindsay, and I get it, she turned out to be more dangerous than she seems, she won several challenges on her own."
"Hmm~, waiter, another round of space water please~ zzzzzz," the blonde said in her sleep.
"Do you want me to join an alliance with you?" I said, pointing at him with narrowed eyes, honestly feeling indignant.
"Hey, I don't see why you wouldn't want to accept, after Lindsay is gone we can dissolve the alliance and it would be each on their own. It's not a bad deal if you ask me," he said.
"Are you asking me to overlook the fact that you had my ally expelled, and join you?"
"Hey, you wanted to kick me out," he reminded me.
I narrowed my eyes, "of course you overheard that conversation," I reproached him. The model swallowed nervously, it seems that someone still does not learn the importance of keeping their mouth shut, "my answer is no, I'm not so desperate, thank you", I said looking away.
"Well, as you wish, I wanted to give you a chance for something else, but I don't need you after all."
"Ha, you were giving me a chance? Engrave this in that nut you call a brain," I told him, "I'm the one who gives people opportunities, not the other way around. You're never going to see me begging for mercy, let alone begging someone like you. You can think you're the bad guy in the story for as long as you want. But the reality is that you lack a lot of things to be a true villain, Justin."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"How to look less pathetic when you're trying to impress someone," I said with rolling my eyes as he was still on his head.
"Grrrrr, how do you turn around in zero gravity?" he said as he tried to turn uselessly again.
Confessional.
Heather
"Justin has only been lucky, lucky that no one has considered him a threat big enough that energy has to be expended on eliminating him. He's not insightful enough to be aware of what's going on around him, and that's step one to play the game well."
End of confessional.
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POV. Lindsay
*Alarm*
"Hmmm~", a loud alarm began to sound inside the spaceship, "Is it time for breakfast yet?" I asked, I was still very sleepy, so I had a hard time believing that it was already daytime. Outside the window it was still dark, is it always so dark in space or was it not yet daytime?
"It's not the alarm for breakfast, damn! It's an emergency alarm," Harold said alarmed.
"This is Houston, and you have a problem. You've been hit by an asteroid and your guidance system is toast!" Chip's voice said over the megaphone.
"That's bad... Right? All these astronaut things are very complicated, I should have stayed on Earth and been a fashion designer, or a stylist," I gasped, "Why not both?" I said excitedly, one always ends up regretting not following one's dreams.
"We don't have time to ramble, we have to do something... I think," Justin said.
Confessional.
Justin
"What are astronauts supposed to do when something goes wrong in space? Go outside to repair it? Call an alien mechanic or something?"
End of confessional.
"I just saw this in Race to Save Space 3! We have to manually override the navigation system!" said Harold, I hope I'm not the only one who didn't understand anything.
"In English that would be...?" asked Justin.
"You have to take the lever," Harold said, pointing to the dashboard at the front of the ship.
"Let the guy who saw the movie do it," Heather said as she pushed Harold with her foot to get to the lever.
He immediately tried to move it, "no... agh, come on...", it seemed to be stuck.
*Clank*
Fortunately, he succeeded and the alarm finally went off.
"Well done Harold," Beth said, "now everything will be alright," then said right after.
"Beth! What did Cody say?!", I shouted, how is it possible that she still doesn't learn?
She immediately covered her mouth.
Confessional.
Beth
"I don't know whether to be happy that Lindsay finally spoke to me, or to be ashamed that I tempted fate once again."
End of confessional.
We all waited in tense silence for whatever was going to happen now.
...
..
.
But nothing happened... Maybe Mister Fate wasn't listening at this moment?
*ALARM*
Or maybe he did.
"What is it now?!" Heather shouted annoyed.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" we hear the high-pitched cry of a little girl. At first I thought it was Beth, but I think she couldn't scream, then I realized it was Harold.
"What's going on Harold? Why are you yelling?" I asked. He pointed a trembling finger at the window. We all look in that direction. I immediately turned pale.
Outside the ship a mass of tentacles writhed in front of the window, "how disgusting".
...
POV. Third person
Chris and the chef were watching the situation from the camera room.
"Hahahahaha, where did the octopus come from?" asked Chris to the chef.
"You mean it wasn't your idea?" the cook asked him back.
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..
.
Both were plunged into an awkward silence.
"What do we do now?" the cook asked. Chris turned on the microphone and cleared his throat.
...
POV. Lindsay
"Attention crew, it's Houston again, apparently there's an unidentified alien entity lurking right outside your ship. I would suggest you get rid of it as soon as possible, that's it, over."
"Is that the octopus from the previous challenge?" asked Heather in fear.
"I thought you had made it soup," Beth said alarmed. Justin turned green at the memory of the soup.
"Oh yes, try cooking 7 of the deadliest species of fish known to man and see if one doesn't slip through the cracks," Heather replied.
Yes, I remember that we never knew what happened to the octopus. We didn't take it seriously because we thought we wouldn't see him again.
"Everyone calm down, we'll be safe as long as we're in here," Harold said, "spaceships have very sturdy airtight windows."
*Crash*
The octopus's tentacles went through the window and entered the ship, "AHHHHHH!", we all screamed in panic.
Confessional.
Harold
"Of course we weren't in a real spaceship and of course it wouldn't have airtight windows, Hell!"
End of confessional.
Quickly the tentacles began to spread across the ship, one clung to my leg, "AH!"
"Hey!" another caught Heather by the waist.
"AHHHHHH!", Beth was also caught and wrapped with a tentacle.
*Blow*
"Ouch! Hey!"
*Blow*
"Ouch!" Justin was being slammed into the walls of the ship by the octopus.
"Back off, I'm armed," Harold said with his nun-something in his hands to repel the octopus, "hua, hya, hyah!" he said as he swung his weapon.
*Slap*
I grimaced as a tentacle slapped him in the face. Then another stole his weapon, "Hey! That's mine!"
*Crack*
"Uhhhhhh~", we all grimaced as the octopus slapped Harold in the crotch with his nun-something.
"OH," Harold said in a high-pitched voice as he floated harmlessly around the ship clutching his kiwis.
"Hey guys... A little help around here!" said Beth in panic as the tentacles carried her to the window where the octopus's mouth was, "This thing wants to eat me!"
Confessional.
Beth
"I always knew that I was more appetizing than I seemed, but I did not imagine that it would be so much and in that way."
End of confessional.
*Spank, spank, spank*
"Ouch! I'm a little bit, Ouch! Busy," Heather said, the octopus spanked her like she was a rude baby. Justin was being strangled and Harold was still floating helplessly.
I felt more tentacles sliding down my body, "ew, ew, ew, it's so slimy", Why do Japanese people like this?, "this is not right, I'm a committed girl".
"AHHH! It's the end of me! I'm sorry for so many things!" said Beth inches from the octopus's beak.
"Hey! Where do you think you're putting your tentacles!?", I complained when I felt something fluttering down my skirt. However, the tentacle had gotten into my pocket and I take something out. It was my can of hairspray. I brought it with me because I thought sleeping in zero gravity could ruin my hairstyle. But now he had given me a different idea, "that's it."
"AHHHHHHH!" Beth had her feet against the window to keep her from being eaten.
"Beth!", the other three shouted.
"Sorry Mr. Octopus, but no one eats my friends," I kicked the can of hairspray right into his mouth.
"Yes!", they all said.
But a tentacle caught it on the way.
"Oww," we got discouraged.
*Bite, pffffffff*
However, the octopus put it in his mouth anyway thinking it was food and bit it releasing the hairspray.
"Yes!", we said again.
The entire ship shook, the tentacles released everyone, and the octopus disappeared from the window.
"Woo hoo~, he's gone," Justin celebrated.
"Lindsay you saved us all," Harold said more recovered from his fight with the octopus.
"How did you know that would work?" asked Heather.
"Well..."
Confessional.
Lindsay
"I once wanted to know what hair spray tasted like... it didn't taste good at all. So I thought the octopus wouldn't like it either, I'm very smart, right?" she said... But then she realized what the first thing she said sounded like.
End of confessional.
"I guessed it," was all I told them.
"This is Houston," Kyle's voice said.
"I'm starting to hate that phrase," Justin said.
"Good job repelling the space threat. But I'm afraid you're not safe yet. That octopus blew a hole in his ship. You have exactly T-10 minutes to plug the hole, or you'll run out of precious oxygen."
"Oh... that's why the alarm hasn't gone off yet," I realized, it already seemed strange to me.
"Argh, it's one thing after another, it sucks to be an astronaut," Heather said as she rubbed her butt, I wonder if it turned red.
"We have to plug the hole quickly, look for something big and moldable, heavy but foldable," Harold said.
For some reason everyone looked at me, "What?"
Heather shook her head, "it won't work, they're not big enough."
"What?" I asked annoyed, I feel excluded from this conversation.
"It's not important, any other ideas?" said Justin.
I pouted, I'm sure that nothing, it was actually something, and I feel offended that they don't tell me that.
My attention drifted as a pillow floated past my face. I gasped, "The pillows, we can use them to plug the hole," I said to the others excitedly.
"That might work, quickly gather all the pillows and put them in front of the window," Beth said.
So that's what we did, we all grabbed our pillows and gathered around the window.
"To make it work we have to put them in at the same time," Harold said, "on the count of three, 1... 2... 3 Now!"
*Poof*
We put the pillows together in the hole to cover it.
*Whistle*
But there was still a slight whistling sound, like the one my bicycle makes when a tire is punctured.
"It didn't work," Harold said, "the air is still filtering through two small spaces, if we don't cover them we will run out of oxygen."
Two small spaces? Where are we going to find two other pillows for...?
My eyes widened when something occurred to me, "I have another idea," I said.
"Another one," Justin said with dismay, "that's already three ideas from Lindsay, I don't know about you, but I'm starting to get scared."
Well, that was rude, "trust me, this will work..."
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POV. Third person.
It was the next morning and somehow the remaining competitors and the spacecraft were still in one piece when Chris went to check them out. The ship stopped at the stop and the competitors got out.
*Fall, fall, fall, fall, fall*
Unfortunately for them due to the effect of being in zero gravity, their legs failed them and when they exited the ship they all fell into a pile on the ground at Chris' feet.
"Ouch! We should have seen it coming," Harold said under Lindsay and Beth.
"You better shut your mouth," Heather said on top of them all.
"Well done contestants, you managed to survive your first interstellar experience," Chris said.
Chef looked at the pillow-covered hole, "What did you use to seal the remaining holes?" the cook asked.
"Oh well," Lindsay said. Chef took something out of the pillows, it was one of Lindsay's pompoms.
Confessional.
Lindsay
"Those things may be old, but they still give me as much good luck as the day they were given to me."
End of confessional.
"Lindsay, you got rid of the octopus and sealed the escape by saving the crew... Twice. If there was an astronaut of the year award it would certainly be for you," Chris said.
"Yes," said the blonde excitedly, jumping around.
"But there isn't," Chris finished.
"Owwww," she said disappointed.
"And even though Harold saved the ship first, no one cares," the host continued.
"Hey!"
"So, even though you didn't win a prize, you're still the winner of the first challenge," Lindsay was excited again with this news, "so you can choose the order from first to last in the next challenge," Chris told her.
"Oh great, then... let it be Beth, Harold, me, Heather and Justin, you know from the alphabetical order," she said confidently.
"But that's not how the-" Chris sighed, "You know what? I don't care," said the presenter raising his hands.
Confessional.
Heather
"Am I the only one who worries that Lindsay has chosen the starting order for the next challenge? I mean, she's been lucky so far, I'm probably worrying about nothing," she said doubtfully.
Justin
"Ha, you're a fool Lindsay, everyone knows that the last one out has a better chance of winning," the model said arrogantly.
End of confessional.
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The door of a warehouse began to rise. The five competitors advanced forward in slow motion, to the sound of background music heard when astronauts walk to their spacecraft.
Then the music cut out when Chris walked in at a normal pace, "Enough messing around," he said as he passed right past them, "All right, gang. If you thought spending the night in zero G's was a stomach-churning experience, then you're gonna love this next challenge. Who can last the longest on the G-force trainer? Or as I like to call it... the Vomit Comet!", everyone opened their eyes when they heard the name, "If you thought you were under pressure before... wait 'til you feel the effects of four times Earth's gravitational force".
"It wasn't a good idea to eat so much of the chili at lunch," Harold said as Justin nodded his head and held his stomach.
"Remember, Lindsay has already chosen the order, Beth, you go first," Chris said.
The farmer swallowed, "ah, how lucky, you're lucky to go first in something called a vomiting comet, you're certainly lucky Beth," Harold said.
Everyone else's eyes widened in understanding and Justin's in horror, "oh... maybe I didn't think well about what I was doing when I chose the order," Lindsay said very regretfully.
"You think?!" said Heather.
Confessional.
Lindsay
"I think I finished all my good luck in the previous challenge."
End of confessional.
"Eh... Chris? Is there any chance of switching places with someone?" asked Justin in panic, "How for example that Beth goes to the end while I sacrifice myself going first?" asked Justin.
"Hahahahaha, nice try Justin, but the order was chosen in advance and it can't be changed, if Beth was chosen to go first it's because she was very, very lucky, lucky she got here based on traps, plots and deceptions", Chris' every word was a stab of guilt in Beth's already unstable mind.
Confessional.
Beth
"Is he serious? Just when I feel most guilty? Is the only luck I really have in the game that a bad person played on me? As if I were being rewarded for hurting my friends? I can't handle this pressure," she said, turning green.
End of confessional.
Beth was pulled up and placed in the G-force capsule suit, but she already looked like she was about to vomit.
"Good luck Beth," Chris said, then pressed a button, the machine turned on, and the suit began to spin in circles at high speed. However, no one could hear any screams as they watched in terror and bewilderment as the capsule spun with the farmer inside. This is mostly because Beth can't scream.
"Enough! Let me- bluagh!" Beth's request was interrupted by the sound of vomit.
Chris turned off the machine and stopped the timer, the capsule opened and a thick, smelly blast of steam came out of it disgusting the others.
Beth, her hair disheveled and covered in her own vomit, staggered out of the capsule. Lindsay turned green and almost vomited on the spot.
"15 seconds, not bad for a first attempt... or it would be if you hadn't emptied the tank in the middle of the simulation," Chris said.
Beth walked to where the others were.
*Boom*
And he collapsed on the ground. It wasn't so much the centrifugal force that made her dizzy, but rather the accumulation of all feelings of guilt, mixed with the fact that her boyfriend sent her a gift despite what he did, along with the feeling that she was being unfairly lucky, all of that was stirred up inside her by the G-force of the capsule and she was left with no choice but to expel it from her body.
"Harold, you are still there, unfortunately Beth had a weak stomach and was not able to keep anything down, so you won't have a very clean ride that we say, hahahahahaha," Chris said while laughing.
Confessional.
Chris
"Ah~, sometimes... I love my job too much," said the presenter while wiping away a tear.
Harold
"This walk is nothing, I can use an ancient tai chi technique to clear my mind and take it away from the material plane long enough to overcome this challenge," he said in a meditative pose.
End of confessional.
"Hon~," Harold said in a meditative pose as he closed the capsule suit on top of him, he didn't seem affected by the smell.
"And Harold's time begins... Now!" said Chris, pressing the button. Then all hell broke loose for the nerd.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!", not even two seconds passed when Harold began to shout not so far from the material plane, "I GIVE UP! PLEASE GET ME OFF THIS THING!" he shouted inside the capsule.
Chis presses the button to turn off the machine. Harold was covered in Beth's vomit, he was there for so little time that he didn't even have time to vomit. His face was petrified in a grimace, his hair was unkempt and his glasses were crooked. He staggered out of the capsule as Chris checked the time, "5.6 seconds, that is just sad."
The nerd tried to hold on to Justin when he arrived with the others, but he pulled away with a disgusted grimace letting him fall to the ground. The model almost vomited.
"Lindsay," the blonde was startled when Chris called her, "your carriage waits," he said, pointing to the capsule that exhaled the smell of vomit.
"Oh, could you at least put air freshener in there?" asked the blonde with a green face.
"Unfortunately no one here has such a thing, so... no," Chris said.
Lindsay looked at the capsule again and her nausea increased, "I don't think I can do it," she said.
"I'll do it if you do it," Lindsay looked at Heather wide-eyed, the queen bee couldn't care less about her façade right now, "we're a team, let's do this together, and let's take the immunity away from these losers," Heather said with a smile.
"There's probably going to be a lot of vomit," Lindsay said.
"Well, that's part of the job, isn't it?" said the queen bee resignedly.
Lindsay looked at Justin, Harold, Beth, the people who took her boy and mocked in her face all her efforts so far by cheating on her.
The blonde frowned and took a deep breath, "I'm going to do it."
...
Lindsay crawled into the capsule with more disgust than she had ever felt in her life, wondering if Cody would kiss her again after what she was about to do. But her own competitor pride was at stake here, and she was fed up with them thinking they might underestimate her.
With her mind it turns out she entered the capsule, "good trip," Chris said pressing the button.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the blonde shouted as the machine began to spin at full speed, stirring it both inside and out.
"Bluagh!", from outside Justin, Chris and Heather grimaced when they heard the blonde throw up.
Lindsay didn't ask for it to stop, though, not until a good amount of time had passed, "27.4 seconds, very impressive," Chris said as a dizzy-looking, vomit-covered Lindsay stepped out of the capsule. She staggered until she was in front of Heather.
"Uh~ Why didn't you tell me you had a twin Heather~?" the blonde asked with her eyes rolling as she saw double.
"Lindsay has achieved the most time yet, Heather it's your turn," the host said.
Heather inhaled and exhaled deeply, walked slowly towards the capsule, on her way she passed Justin and looked at him out of the corner of her eye, "Do you know what is the other reason why you will never be a decent villain?", she asked the model who did the impossible not to vomit at the sight of the capsule.
Heather didn't wait for an answer, she continued on her way and entered the capsule without thinking twice.
"Ew," Chris said with a shudder, "well... go ahead," he said pressing the button.
The machine began to spin at high speed, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!", Heather shouted from inside, that place should be full of vomit by now, the three fallen grimaces at the screams and the idea that they were there a few minutes before. Justin was getting greener and greener.
...
After a while, Heather came out of the capsule with her hair tousled and covered in vomit, but with a posture as dignified as before.
She approached Justin who covered his nose and looked at him defiantly, "the reason you'll never be a good villain is because you don't have the stomach to do by yourself what it takes to win, my friend," she said while looking at his pathetic and cowed state of having her around while she was covered in vomit.
"Bluagh!", at that moment Justin lost it and ended up vomiting on the floor.
Confessional.
Justin
"That woman is crazy!" he said in fear.
End of confessional.
"31.7 seconds," Chris said looking at Heather's time "disgusting... Justin it's your turn, if you can get past that time immunity will be yours," said the presenter.
Justin turned paler than a ghost and looked at the smelly capsule, "I... I can't do it!" he collapsed on the floor in a fetal position while sucking his thumb.
"Pathetic," Heather said boredly.
Confessional.
Justin
"I've done a lot of things to win this show, but to dive into a capsule full of vomit? That would totally ruin my reputation! They would not hire me again in any agency, ever!" he said with a panic attack.
End of confessional.
"Well, since Justin refused to get into the capsule, that means Heather has the highest score and therefore gains immunity," Chris announced.
"Yes!" Lindsay said as the two high-fived.
"Ewww," they said with displeasure when they realized it was a bad idea.
"Oh yeah!? This doesn't change anything," Justin said as he stood with shaky legs, "we still have the majority of votes," the model said referring to Harold, Beth and him, "we may not be able to get rid of you Heather, but Lindsay is definitely toast," Justin told her. The blonde lowered her head because she knew he was right, "I may not have won this time, but I will do it again soon. Maybe there are things I can't do, but at least I'm not left alone in the end, not like you, or am I?" Heather squinted at him, that was a low blow. Harold and Beth exchanged a look.
*Whistle*
Chef chopped vegetables and put them inside the capsule full of vomit, "Hope y'all like gumbo!", absolutely everyone turned green, and Justin fainted.
-0-
"Thank you for doing this for me," Lindsay said as she lathered up the front of her body.
Heather, who was totally naked behind Lindsay, had a huge blush on her face as she ran a sponge over the curvaceous and slender back of the blonde.
"I only agreed because you promised to do the same for me," she said quickly as she ran her soapy hands over her shoulder blades and tried not to look at her butt too much.
"Hahahaha, I'm sorry, but washing off vomit is harder than I thought," Lindsay said as she grabbed her hair and ran her lathered hands across it.
"I guess for someone with such long hair that must be the case," the Asian said as she ran her hands through some strands of Lindsay's silky hair.
The truth is that the queen bee envied Lindsay, because despite all the crazy stunts and high-risk situations, her hair always remained intact. Unlike her, who ended up with short hair and one half shaved. Now that I had it loose I notice that it had grown a little in the time they have been here, but it was still far from its ideal length.
"Not only the hair, everything about me reeked of vomit," the blonde sighed, "I'm not going to be able to wear that set of clothes again, the best thing will be to burn it."
Heather nodded, she had planned to do the same with her clothes, "I don't know what you're complaining about, we have a lot of clothes just like that", Chris provides them with several sets of clothes identical to the one they brought to the show. This is to replace clothes ruined during challenges. In addition, it made it easier to sell merchandise of them as characters, rather than people.
"Oh, it's true," Lindsay said cheering up a bit, but then deflated again, "even though it doesn't matter, I'm leaving tonight anyway," she said discouragedly.
"...", Heather didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say to her, she sucked at giving encouragement, and she couldn't think of anything to say or do, she had run out of ways to blackmail Harold, Justin not to mention, Beth... yes, that wasn't going to work. She also couldn't offer Lindsay her immunity because she wouldn't accept it, since this time she also has a pride of her own to defend. Plus, they're supposed to have a bet... a bet that Heather is apparently going to end up winning.
*Boing*
"AH~!" Lindsay suddenly moaned turning red as Heather grabbed her breasts by surprise, "H-Heather?"
"You know? These things really bother me a lot," the irritated queen bee said as she squeezed one of the soft melons, to which Lindsay bit her lip to keep from moaning, "What have you really done to have such attributes? Nothing, and yet here they are," she said caressing them, "big, soft, and warm, a really unfair gift, don't you think?" she said while lightly tugging on her nipples in that last part.
"HM~!", the blonde deflated with steam coming out of her head after that, while Heather felt better after venting some of her frustrations, "WHAT DID THAT COME FROM!?", the blonde yelled at her with a red face more than a little indignant after being groped in the shower.
"Do you really want them to see you sad when going out there?" asked Heather, ignoring her indignation.
Lindsay's mood changed, "I don't... I don't want that."
Heather stroked her head, "then smile, believe me, it's the only thing you're always going to have going for you... that and drawing attention over here."
*Boing*
"Hya! Stop doing that," Lindsay told him.
"Look at it as a farewell," Heather said with her hands up, "it looks like that's as far as our bet goes."
Lindsay pouted, but then smiled mischievously, stood up suddenly, and turned around giving Heather a full view of her naked self.
The queen bee's face went from slightly blushing to burning completely. Before she could say anything Lindsay stood behind her, "I have to wash your back," Lindsay said with an innocent smile.
*Boing*
Heather stiffened completely when something other than a sponge pressed against her back and slowly began to slide down it, "y-you damn cheater," the queen bee said with difficulty.
"Hm? I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just washing your back," if everything really ends here then Lindsay is at least going to give this stubborn queen bee a taste of what she's missing.
-0-
One-star hotel for total drama contestants, Cody's room...
"Cody~, I can't take it anymore~," Izzy begged.
"Just a little more Izzy, we're almost done," the geek told her.
"No, it's too much~, you are very intense~"
"Izzy... it's just chess, it's not that hard," Cody said sitting on his bed with a chessboard in front of him.
"But it's so boring," Izzy complained lying on the bed on the other side of the board, "Can't we just fuck?"
Cody rolled his eyes, "It was you who held on to my leg in tears, and making a scene in front of everyone, just to help you practice. All because you couldn't live knowing that you lost to Noah fifteen times in a row," Cody reminded her.
Izzy blushed with embarrassment, "ah, right... How funny isn't it?" she said in a shy voice.
Cody sighed, "We're almost done, we can leave it after this game and go get something to eat," the geek said.
Izzy pouted, then smiled maliciously, "uff, it's hot here, don't you think?" she said fanning himself. She then took off her top showing her breasts to her boyfriend, as she wasn't wearing a bra, "Ah~, so much better."
Cody turned red immediately, it was an almost involuntary reaction. He inhaled and exhaled deeply, "Okay, I guess we can do it once."
"Yes!"
Now it was Cody who had a sly smile, "if you beat me in this last game."
Izzy froze where she was, "Damn!"
"Hahahahahaha", Cody just laughed, Izzy put the top back on with a pout, she only accepted because she really wanted to win. While they were moving the pieces, the redhead became curious, "hey, how do you think they're doing in the game?" she asked, "they were in a bad situation, weren't they? Do you think they will succeed?"
"Hmm...," Cody thought without taking his eyes off the board (the last time he did, Izzy cheated), "well, it all really depends," the geek said.
Izzy cocked her head like a confused puppy, "Of what?"
"Whether she was able to open her eyes or not," Cody said, then moved a single pawn to Izzy's side and exchanged it for a lost knight.
The lunatic stared at him without understanding what he was talking about.
-0-
Back on the movie lot, Gilded Chris ceremony...
Once again, it's time for a dramatic awards ceremony, the five finalists were sitting in the gallery, luckily they all managed to shake off the smell of vomit before the event. Heather and Lindsay were looking in opposite directions from each other with a slight blush on their faces. They had gone a little too far with their little game from before and now that they had realized they felt very uncomfortable. Justin was totally relaxed, Beth and Harold had poker faces.
"Welcome to another dramatic Gilded Chris awards ceremony," said the presenter on stage, "after tonight, there will only be four left. Under your seats you will find the voting devices," the contestants took them, "choose the person you want to eliminate and we will be able to take their butt in a rocket for a one-way trip to the planet of the losers."
"Wow, your puns are getting worse and worse," Heather said nonchalantly.
"I beg to differ," Chris said falsely offended, "now vote so we can end this."
Everyone took their time to make their choice. But eventually everyone decided who to vote for.
Chef brought the results to Chris, "Okay, here are the results. With this, the four finalists will be decided," he said dramatically.
"Wait a minute," Beth said, stopping the host, "there's no need ... I... I want to resign," the farmer said.
Everyone gasped as Lindsay widened her eyes.
"Beth... What are you doing?" asked Justin under his teeth in alarm.
But the girl ignored him looking directly at her former best friend, "I'm sorry Linds, what I did… it wasn't right. One, or a million handsome guys aren't worth losing my friendship with you," she confessed, "I think I realized a little late... but I'm glad I was at least able to do it in time to help you," she said with a sad smile, "I really hope you're the one who makes it to the end of this."
"Are you really betraying me now!?" asked Justin, "come on, we had something special, did you forget?"
Beth frowned and walked towards the model intimidating him, "Yes! It's just what I'm doing! And you know that Justin!? ... You're not a big deal," the model gasped completely offended, "I did everything to get your attention, but now I realize it was a total waste of my time! You're a jerk, narcissistic, arrogant, and without enough balls to get your hands dirty even for a friend!", the others held back their laughter at that last one "And if I didn't vote for you, it's because that would be too easy, you still have to pay for all the bad things you did to my friends, to our friends," she said pointing to everyone who remained, "and believe me when I tell you this, karma is strong on this show," Beth turned to leave.
*SLAP*
"Ouch!" but he turned around and slapped the model in the face.
"Uhhhhhh~," the others said as she hit him leaving a red mark.
"And with that I say goodbye," said the farmer as she walked away from him.
"What just happened?" said the model, still in shock, as he held his face.
"Beth!" the farmer was surprised when Lindsay lunged at her hugging her with tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry I ignored you, friend," the blonde said crying.
"I'm sorry to put aside our friendship to chase a heartthrob," Beth said, also crying.
"Hahahaha, I think we both did it," Lindsay said wiping away tears.
"But at least you were lucky," Beth said with a smile, "I owe Cody an apology."
"I'm sure he'll forgive you, he's a good person," said the blonde remembering her boyfriend.
"I hope you really win," Beth told her, "I'll be rooting for you every step of the way."
"And when I do, you and I will go visit Paris," Lindsay said excitedly.
Beth gasped, "Do you still want to take me? After everything I did?" she asked, moved.
"Sure, I only have one best friend in the world after all," Lindsay said confidently.
They hugged again, it was then that Chris intervened, "very nice and everything, but someone still has to get in that limousine and it's not going to be me."
...
Beth waved goodbye from the top of the limousine as it drove away.
Chris was standing on the red carpet "and we finally have our four finalists. Two sides, two girls and two boys, how will everything be now that things are even? Will there be a bloodbath? An all-out war? Will girls crush boys, or will boys prevail over female power? Find out in the exciting and wild next episode of TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION!".