Top Dog
POV. Third person
Chris begins to narrate, "Last time on Total Drama Action... a surprise package from the outside world promised big things for our competitors," Beth receives a promise ring, Lindsay some pom poms, Heather a photo of her as a child, Justin a new mirror, and Harold his nunchucks, "who were also able to get a taste of life in zero gravity conditions," they all are floating in the spaceship," Justin tried to get Heather to join him, but she brutally rejected him," they both talk while the others sleep, "and in the end, Heather gave the model a few lessons on what a reality show villain really looks like," Justin vomits when Heather approaches him covered in vomit, "everything pointed to Lindsay being voted out once again. But in an interesting twist, Beth sacrificed herself to save her friendship with the blonde and redeem herself from her evil acts," she slaps Justin. Chris is standing outside the trailers, "there are only four left, who will win in today's out-of-this-world episode of TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION!".
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POV. Cody
Izzy slept peacefully next to me in the hotel room. I had headphones on while checking a laptop. In the last few days I was watching the episodes of the Aftermath. I was very surprised by the changes that took place in those, the unexpected appearances of Sam, Kitty and Dawn. I had no idea that my influence had gone so far. And that conversation between Noah and Dawn, I have no idea if she knows anything, and if she does, how much does she know? I think it would be a good idea to talk to her at some point.
On another matter, it was quite funny to hear from Kitty so soon, Owen and Noah always told me how energetic she is and apparently always has been. In fact, I have a congratulatory letter that she sent me for my relationship with Lindsay, apparently we are her favorite couple. I also received letters from many other fans, more people than I thought support my relationship with her and Izzy... but I've also received threatening letters from fans obsessed with Lindsay. Tyler used to tell us that he got a lot of those when they were together, and now those letters have been passed on to me.
Honestly, what scares me most about that is that Izzy swore to hunt them down if they set foot anywhere within six feet of any of us, and I have no doubt she'll follow through.
I also listened to Duncan tell the others about Mal... I honestly don't know what I'm supposed to do with that particular issue, I already have a seductive Latino to take care of, sigh, I guess I'll put a pin in that for later.
And since I mentioned Al, let's talk about... Sierra. Looking at the fan page, there doesn't seem to be much activity from the number one total drama fan... but that's what it seems. I know she sends thousands of messages and comments every day, the reason why it doesn't seem like it, is because she uses different accounts and usernames. But I know very well what her writing pattern is like, usernames are also related to things she likes. This is his most effective method of harassment, which is how she collects so much information from us in such a short amount of time and so effectively.
It's scary to know that she's there, everywhere, stalking, listening, waiting... If there's one person in the world who wouldn't want me to know my secret, it's her. Precisely because it is the one that is most likely to discover it.
I shuddered involuntarily, the day she was admitted to the mental hospital, I thought it was the last thing I would see of her in my life, but as with the bear, it's another unfinished business that comes back to bite my butt. I bet you're laughing at me somewhere, isn't it true, fate?
Speaking of my secret, "sometimes I wonder if it would be a good idea to tell someone else," no matter how lonely it feels, I wouldn't want to burden someone else with this responsibility, not if I don't have to.
"Mmm~".
*Embrace*
Izzy clung to my waist while I slept, I smiled and stroked her head, "well, I guess it's kind of fair and worth it", I still got two cute girls as girlfriends, so I guess things balance out a bit.
Yesterday Beth came in the lame-o-sine and apologized to me for what she did, which means that Heather and Lindsay are now on equal footing with Harold and Justin, knowing what happened in the animal episode last time, something tells me that Chris might change his plans, "let's see what happens now".
"Hmmm~ Lindsay... you have whipped cream on your nipple... let me clean it up~", Izzy licked my hand.
"Izzy, I love you, but you need therapy, like a lot," I said while laughing.
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POV. Third person
Movie lot, craft services tent...
At one of the tables, the four remaining competitors who had managed to survive the ordeal of Total Drama Action so far, were having breakfast the... Chef's scrambled eggs.
"Hahahahahaha! Scrambled eggs!".
On one side, there were Lindsay and Heather. The queen bee looked at the other two with rancor and hatred.
"Can you pass me the salt, please?", Lindsay for her part... well, she was Lindsay.
"Sure...," Harold said seriously and tensely, without taking his eyes off Heather, "here you go."
"Thank you very much," said the blonde as she proceeded to season her eggs.
On the other side of the table were Justin and Harold, an attempted villain and a faulty bag of tricks, both of whom got this far more by luck, circumstance, and the fact that no one thought they were worth eliminating.
"Heather, would you be so kind as to pass me the pepper?" Justin asked seriously.
"Of course," Justin widened his eyes wide and crouched down as Heather threw the pepper jar in his face, "let me know if you want more juice too."
Kevin, Butchie, and Dennis were looking out the window at competitors arguing with each other.
"Squawk (they're pretty hostile today, aren't they?)" Kevin said.
"Squeal (What did you expect? Almost two months of sweat, agony, and close encounters with death drive anyone crazy), squeal (I'm more surprised that the sharp-eyed girl hasn't killed anyone by now)," Butchie said.
"Meow (yes, the game is almost over, it's normal for those who are left to be so tense, one wrong move and it's over)," Dennis said.
"Squeal (oh, look, it's the phony)," Butchie said.
"Meow (Chris...)" the cat hissed with a sharp gaze full of hatred.
Chris walked into the service store with a parrot on his shoulder.
Kevin grimaced, "squawk (oh great, it's one of those sell-outs "little bird wants a cookie," like I hate them, and they say my kind are a pest)," said the annoyed seagull.
"Good morning competitors, it's good to see that the four finalists get along so well at breakfast time," said the presenter while looking at the serious and murderous faces of everyone. Except for Lindsay, who had her cheeks puffed up with food like a squirrel. She looked confused since she hadn't noticed that Chris had appeared.
"I thought you hated winged plagues?" Heather asked the host.
"No, just one in particular," Chris said.
"Hmph," Kevin looked away indignantly.
"That's my new BFFF. Best flying friend forever. That brings us to today's movie genre. The animal buddy flick," Chris said. The other four stared at him.
Confessional.
Chris
"You try coming up with twenty-six movie genres. It was either animal buddy or guy in a coma movies."
Heather
"Great, I'm not a person who gets along with animals, all my pets either die or run away from home," she said with his arms crossed.
Lindsay
"awwwww, I've always wanted to have a pony as a pet. But I don't think I'm ready for such a responsibility," she moved closer to the camera, "they defecate as if there were no tomorrow."
Harold
"I'm particularly skilled when it comes to animals. I have a special gift for understanding their behavior, almost as if I were speaking their language."
Justin
"Eww, animals, I don't like them at all, they are so dirty and most think they can attract more attention than me, no sir, there can only be one cute being here and that's me."
End of confessional.
"The hallmark of any good animal buddy flick is the human animal bonding. First, the human and the animal start out as enemies. Then, through many misadventures, the animal and human grow to care about each other, and become fast friends."
"Wait a minute, isn't that how Cody and Heather met?" said Harold curiously. Heather's eyes widened.
*Crack*
"Ouch! I was just saying," Harold said when Heather stepped on his foot.
"Hahahahahaha," laughed the host, the parrot rubbed against Chris and he petted it.
*Bite*
But the bird crushed his finger, the others grimaced, the parrot laughed at Chris, "You guys... just hang tight for a sec, 'kay?", Chris came out of the camera. A fight could be heard, feathers were flying out and the parrot was squealing, "Let go of my cloth!", Justin, Harold and Lindsay grimaced while Heather just looked on indifferently.
"Squawk (that happens to him for trusting a parrot)."
Chris went back to the cameras without a parrot, his hair tousled and full of feathers, "So, where were we? Right. The first animal buddy movie challenge will be to pick an animal and teach it to be just like you. That shouldn't be too hard, since you're all animals," Chris said, pointing his fingers at them as drums played in the background.
...
..
.
Of course, no one laughed at the joke, "The cast member whose animal most resembles them at the end, wins the challenge."
Lindsay and Harold were excited, while Heather and Justin exchanged a defiant look.
Confessional.
Justin
"Well, I may not like animals that much, but it's undeniable that they like me, Heather on the other hand? Pff, it sucks to be her."
End of confessional.
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Chris took them outside so they could choose the animals that would be their companions for this challenge. Lindsay was excited.
"aw, what animals do you think will be our companions?" I ask Heather, "Do you think there's a pony?"
"Knowing Chris, I doubt it," the queen bee said.
Chris stood next to a tarp which covered something, "All right, cast. Time to meet your future BFFFFFs. Best furry, feathered, or finned friends forever."
Chef rolled his eyes and pulled back the tarp, everyone gasped at the sight of the animals. There was a bear in a cage, a shark in a tank, a chameleon in a fish tank, and an angry raccoon in a smaller cage.
Confessional.
Heather
"It's unfortunate to know that the person I know best here is Chris."
Chris and Chef Hatchet
Chef wrote something in a notebook, "Come on, I'm not that predictable, am I?" asked Chris to the man.
He showed him the notebook where it was written "no, you are not".
"Thank you... Hey!"
End of confessional.
"Pick an animal and get training, you have three hours," Chris said.
"I ask for the chameleon," Justin and Harold said at the same time, the two looked at each other in surprise, quickly ran towards the animal.
"Woah," but Justin was restrained.
"Eureka," Harold said, lifting the room with the hissing chameleon.
Justin had been caught in a hug by the bear through the cage. Apparently he liked the model, "I guess I'll keep the bear," said the crushed model.
"I ask for the raccoon," Lindsay said, "aw, with that black color around the eyes that looks like glasses it looks a lot like Beth."
"Small, rabid and likes to dig through the trash... Are you sure it's not Beth in that cage?" commented Heather as she walked towards the huge tank, "it looks like it's you and me, my friend," she said to the shark. At least in a tank it couldn't swim away from her.
Confessional.
Heather
"We're both born predators, big fish in ponds too small and we'd both eat out our brothers and sisters to excel in life, I can relate to that...", Heather noticed how the last part sounded, "Argh! Why does everything seem to have a sexual implication since I meet that silly perverted geek!?" she complained.
End of confessional.
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The raccoon was growling inside the cage, Lindsay was sitting next to him, "this will be amazing, I never got to give Beth a makeover during this season because we were on separate teams, but since you look so much like her, it will be like she never left," said the blonde, "now, which lipstick do you think suits you best? Blueberry blue or autumn brown?" she said with both in her hands.
"Furious grunts," Lindsay walked away from the cage as the raccoon began to make a fuss.
"Well, you'll never get far with that kind of attitude," Lindsay scolded him, "you should be more optimistic, I'm going to make you look divine after all."
"Furious grunts."
Lindsay sighed, "I think we have a long road ahead of us."
...
"No, no, no, we already talked about this, I told you crimson, that's ruby red, gosh," the chameleon rolled his eyes at Harold's words, "let's try again, try to imitate the color of this banana," the nerd told him while showing him a yellow banana, the chameleon looked at it and changed color to yellow as well, The nerd squinted, "good consistency, contrast, and even quite detailed... But, it lacks intensity, do it again, the banana has a distinctive yellow color that marks its optimal level of ripeness, it may seem that that is not important but believe me, if I notice the judges will notice, you don't want to be the laughing stock of the contest, do you?"
"Ssssssss", the only thing the chameleon did was hiss.
"Don't use that tone on me," Harold said.
Confessional.
Harold
"It's very difficult to get along with my partner, he doesn't understand that I'm just trying to get the most out of this competition."
End of confessional.
...
Heather was standing in front of her shark, the shark stared back at her, she kept looking at him and he did the same. The queen bee looked bored, now the shark too.
"This is not going to be easy at all," commented the queen bee, "How do you train a huge man-eating predator? In aquariums they don't have sharks and you've never seen anyone teach them tricks. The only reason she agreed with this choice of partner is because of all of them he seemed the coolest.
...
The bear was sitting outside his cage while looking at Justin, "alright buddy, the key to modeling is in the posture," Justin told him as he walked confidently back and forth, "good walking posture shows confidence, let everyone know you've arrived and you're the center of attention. And never forget the winning smile," he said while smiling at the camera, "now try it," the bear stood up and walked, "wow," walked over to where Justin was and hugged him again while licking him in the face, "aw, animal drool, it's so... sticky and wet... ha, this could actually be a good moisturizing treatment for the face," Justin said as he was licked by the bear's tongue.
Chris and Chef were standing nearby, and the cook was watching with a grimace of displeasure.
"Well, it seems that everyone has started off on the wrong foot these human-animal relationships," said the presenter, looking at the camera with a smile, "which means that they are on the right track, which competitor will be able to relate better to their partner? Find out after these commercials," he paused and looked at Chef, "well, let's get something to eat."
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"Come on, wake up," Harold said to the sleeping chameleon, "I can't believe you fell asleep while I was telling the story of chameleons in prehistory and the confusion that was generated due to their resemblance to certain dinosaurs," he claimed.
"Ssssss (ah, this guy is so annoying)," hissed the chameleon, "ssss (Why I could be paired with one of those sexy and beautiful ladies? I could have "accidentally" shot my tongue at the chest or butt of any of them hahahahaha. But instead, I'm stuck here with this charlatan who won't shut up) (besides, it's offensive that I think I don't know the history of my ancestors anymore. You just want an excuse to brag, you fool)."
"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah", of course Harold ignored his partner's contempt in favor of continuing to talk as if he couldn't understand it (because he can't), causing the chameleon to slowly turn around and close his eyes again sleepily.
...
"Jump," Heather ordered, but the shark only stared at her from inside her tank.
"Bubbling (And why don't you jump?)".
"Come on, it's not that hard, dolphins do it, right?"
"Bubbling (you don't know how offended I am that you compare me to one of those sea jesters)."
"On the other hand, they're not that heavy now that I think about it," Heather said thoughtfully.
The shark flipped its fins, "Bubbling! (Hey! It's pure muscle)", the shark clicked the water with its teeth.
"I have a feeling you want to tell me something, unfortunately I don't speak shark," Heather said.
...
The bear was sleepy, "grrrr (How much longer are we going to be doing this?)", he complained as he yawned. Justin was talking about something that had to do with hair care, "grrrrr, grrrr, grrrr (he may be handsome, but he has a serious problem with appearance, I mean, everyone knows that if you want to attract a lady, a big body, a bath of dirt and peeing on her is the most effective)", The bear yawned again, "grrrr... (although I could agree with that restful sleep...)", the bear lay on the ground and began to take a nap while Justin spoke without realizing what happened.
"The teeth have to be as white as possible, so when you smile in front of the sun they will shine like pearls," said the model while smiling at his mirror and it shone.
...
The raccoon was out of his cage and standing with his arms crossed in front of a somewhat sad Lindsay, around him there was torn fabric everywhere, "owwww, that set fit you, why did you destroy it?"
"Furious growl! (Stop trying to put on girl clothes! In case you didn't notice sister! I'm a male!), purring (this girl is so lucky that I like big-breasted females, or else I would have attacked her by now)," he said as he looked at her bust.
"Okay, okay, you don't have to get pushy," Lindsay told him, "I just thought Beth's style would suit you since you both look very similar," she said, the raccoon didn't seem impressed, in fact, he turned around and ignored her. Lindsay sighed and sat up hugging her knees, "how I wish Cody were here."
She had tried not to think about him too much to keep her head in the game and stuff, but sometimes she still missed him, and a lot. At least now she got along better with Heather even though she tried to "run away" from Lindsay, but she could talk to her without worries and that's even more than they had when she pretended to be her friend. Now she could say that Heather really mattered. That's why Lindsay didn't want to lose, Heather was wrong to try to escape and she wasn't going to let her do it, she had to win. Well, because of that, and because since she kissed her she realized that maybe she likes the queen bee in a different way, if the way they teased each other in the bathroom the other day was an indication of something. Now that she knows that Heather definitely likes girls, a little intimacy between them if declared to Cody wouldn't be so far-fetched, nor did it sound that bad honestly.
But for that she had to defeat her, and yet here she was, stuck with a companion who refused to cooperate with her.
"If Cody was here he would surely have befriended any of you," Lindsay said with a smile, "he's an amazing guy. He even fought a huge bear once to save me."
...
"A fucking bear, can you believe it?" said Heather to the shark in the tank she was sitting next to eating ice cream, "the idiot and the blonde somehow managed to provoke him, they got into a fight and somehow he made him spare his life," she said as if she didn't quite believe what she saw in that episode.
"Bubbles".
She sighed, "if he was here he probably would have found a way to understand you, the guy kept talking to those three vermin he found out there, it's creepy."
...
"But he's also incredibly adorable," Lindsay said excitedly, "the way he treated them made me want to hug him and..."
...
"Break his neck with a strong squeeze, seriously, that fool mocks logic and common sense, it drives me crazy and..."
...
"I just want to kiss him over and over and over again," Lindsay finished red-faced, "oh, now that I think about it, I have a picture of him," Lindsay reached into his cleavage, that was enough to attract the attention of her animal companion.
...
"This is him," Heather told the shark as she showed him the photo of when he fell asleep on her shoulder, "that idiot took a picture of me while I was sleeping, and he had the nerve to put it in my pocket."
"Bubbling (if you really hate him, why have you been talking to me about him for half an hour?)"The shark said with his eyes rolling.
...
"Here," Lindsay said as she showed it to him, was the photo of her wearing the green bikini in the mud skiing challenge, which was taken together with Owen's head sticking out in the background. Cody had left it as a gift.
The raccoon's eyes widened, "purring... (this guy...)", said the raccoon with recognition.
~0~
The raccoon wall looked at Cody suspiciously, humans were not welcome in their territory, and they knew more than a few ways to defend themselves.
Cody raised his hands in surrender, "ok, calm down, calm everyone, I just came to talk, could you at least hear me?", the raccoons looked at him curiously, it was rare for a human to try to talk to them instead of treating them like dumb animals.
"Murmur, murmur, murmur," everyone murmured, it seemed that what he was going to say would be worth it, they remained silent staring at him.
He took off his backpack and placed it on the ground, "I just need one of you to accompany me to the campfire, it's for a challenge, I promise nothing bad will happen to him, it's only until the end of the day... Any volunteers?" he asked somewhat nervously. That made them angry, they didn't like getting involved with the man named Chris and the absurd game he brought to their island.
"Grunts, grunts," they let the boy know through their grunts and irritated faces.
Cody looked even more nervous now, but he still had something going for him, "of course, I don't expect you guys to do this for free," he slowly went down to the height of the backpack before their expectant looks, "I hope this is more than enough," he opened the zipper of the backpack, inside were many bags of snacks and sodas, A bright, almost heavenly light accompanied the image, for the raccoons it was as if someone opened a treasure chest full of gold, "if you do me this favor everything will be yours", if there is something that raccoons love more than vandalism, and attacking preachers, that would be junk food.
They started drooling in front of the sight, all these snacks, the deal suddenly starting to sound a lot more tempting to them.
*Robotic sound*
The raccoons broke down their wall and clustered in a circle, arguing with each other like a football team does before a game, some even poking their heads out to look at Cody from time to time.
Finally they broke the circle and one of them advanced towards Cody.
"Purr (we have a deal, I will accompany you in exchange for the offering for my pack)," the leader said.
Cody knelt down to his height, "I guess you'll come with me?" the leader climbed onto his shoulder.
"I purr (yes, I'll go with you)."
"Sweet!", he took the backpack and emptied all its contents, the others lost any inhibition and approached to eat the snacks, "I guess it would be better if I give you a name... I know, I'll call you Boss, what do you think?" asked Cody to the animal on his shoulder.
"Purr (Racoon Boss... it doesn't sound bad)".
"I'll take it as a yes, well let's go," he began to walk, but stopped, and turned around suddenly, "one more thing," he said to the raccoons, "Does anyone know where I can find a deer?"
A strange request, but they guessed there would be no problem telling him, plus they didn't like sane people very much anyway.
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"Purr (Does that mean this girl is the female of the boy who brought food to the pack?)"The raccoon wondered wide-eyed as he looked at Lindsay, "Purr (shit, the pack would be ashamed of me right now, I guess I have no choice but to help her), the raccoon climbed onto Lindsay's shoulder to her surprise, "Purr (How about we try again mate?)", Lindsay looked at him with huge, adorable owl eyes, the raccoon thought she looked cute, that boy was very lucky.
"Uh... Does that mean you want to help me?" Lindsay asked confused. The raccoon nodded, as far as he knows for humans this is a gesture of confirmation... That or they just shake their heads for pleasure. Lindsay smiled, "That's great!" she said excitedly. She looked around at the earlier mess her partner made, "but... seeing that you don't like women's clothes, maybe we can try something different," he said as he lifted handfuls of torn fabric, trying to dress him up as Beth was not a good idea.
"I purr (anything is better than that attempt at dressing).
Lindsay got to work quickly, she already had something else in mind, even if she didn't think about it much, creativity was one of her greatest strengths.
...
"Cody probably knew what to do in this situation," Heather said to herself, "in the beach challenge he managed to fight off a... couple of... Sharks... off him," the queen bee's eyes widened as she realized something, something she'd forgotten, "That's it!" she said standing up, "stay here, I'll be back," Heather said as she went somewhere.
"Bubbling (I'm not going anywhere)," the shark said rolling his eyes.
...
Harold's chameleon changed color to the blue of his owner's shirt, "finally," Harold said, "it wasn't that hard, was it? You just had to follow my instructions to the letter," he said as he turned around.
Now that he couldn't see him, the chameleon looked at him with half-closed eyes.
Confessional.
Harold
"My chameleon and I made great progress in our relationship, meaning he can finally switch to the exact colors I indicate. I know maybe I was a little picky about him, but he'll thank me later."
End of confessional.
...
Justin was standing next to his sleeping bear, "Are you serious? Did you really fall asleep?" asked Justin.
"Zzzzzzzz".
Justin hit his face, "Why do these things happen to me?" the model said, "let's wake up," he said while trying to move him to wake up.
"Mmmm."
*Turn*
"Oh no, Ah!" the bear rolled over in his sleep catching Justin under his huge arm as he hugged him like a person would a teddy bear (oh the irony).
Justin began to struggle to try to get out, "Hey! Wake up! We have to prepare for the contest!"
"Zzzzzz".
Unfortunately for him, his pleas fell on deaf ears, "This can't be happening to me!" said Justin.
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Once the three hours were up, Chris and the chef sat down at a table to judge how well the boys did in teaching their animals something.
"Alright, time to judge animal friends," Chris said.
Heather, Lindsay, and Harold looked around, "Don't you have a feeling that something is missing?" asked Lindsay.
"Not really," Heather said with a smile.
"Where's Justin?" asked Harold.
"Yeah, where is he?" asked Chris to the chef. The big man shrugged.
...
Justin was still trying to get out of the tight grip of his sleeping animal companion, "Seriously no one is going to come to help me!?" the model shouted. A small shadow circled above his head, the model looked to the side and his eyes widened.
"Meow", next to him was a very familiar white cat.
"Hey... it's you... you're not upset about what I said on that mountain, are you?" said Justin nervously.
*Clink*
Dennis' response was to pull out the claws from one of his paws, while looking at him with sharp sadistic eyes, "Meow (so your tender face is better than mine, huh? Why don't we see if it gets you out of this?)", Justin swallowed.
*Scratch*
"Ouch!"
*Scratch*
"Ouch!
*Scratch*
"Oh!"
...
"None of you know where he is? What kind of friends are you?" I ask Chris.
"He's not my friend," Heather said simply.
"Who are we looking for again?" Lindsay asked.
"I did, but I didn't find him," Harold said.
Chris hit his forehead.
Confessional.
Harold
"I actually know where Justin is, but he owed me one for stabbing me in the back during the kung fu challenge and being the only one in the alliance who didn't get on the G-force simulator. Beth and I ended up full of vomit and he had the nerve to brag without having done anything. Of course we are still allies, but you can't deny that he deserved punishment."
End of confessional.
"Me, what's going to be done to him?" said the host with a shrug, "let's move on without him. Harold, I hope you did a good job," he told the nerd.
"Move away, ladies," Harold said as he walked to the front with great confidence, "you are seeing a real beast tamer," Heather rolled her eyes. He walked to the table and put his chameleon on top, then took out some colored cards from his pocket, "behold, the pinnacle of our work," he said as he showed the first card to his animal, and this change of color.
...
..
.
"And this is supposed to impress us, why...?" said Chris.
Harold opened his eyes in confusion, until he saw that instead of turning orange as the card showed, his chameleon was purple.
Chris and chef waited patiently for an explanation, "hehehehe, I think you got confused," said Harold, change of card, this one was pink. The chameleon looked at her and changed color to blue, Harold changed the card to yellow, he turned dark green, white card, black chameleon, red card, white chameleon, blue card, turned red, purple card with green dots, yellow chameleon with black triangles, "you're doing it on purpose, aren't you?"
"Sssss", the chameleon of hissing.
"Alright, we've seen enough," Chris said with a bored look. Both he and the chef gave the nerd and his chameleon a 3.
"Oww, come on," Harold said, "it's clear you can do it, damn," the nerd said.
"And just for that you don't have a 2," Chris told her, chef nodded, Harold lowered his head and left, "next, Heather," Chris said, "I hope you've made some progress with your relative hahahaha," Chris sneered.
Heather rolled her eyes, she brought the tank where her shark was, but she also brought a second empty tank, then to everyone's surprise in the space between the two tanks she put a ring of fire.
"Well, my friend, as we've practice it," said the queen bee. The shark nodded in the tank, "do it", Chris, Chef, Lindsay and Harold leaned forward expectantly.
*Splash*
The shark jumped through the ring of fire to the other tank. Everyone present applauded in amazement, "now in reverse," Heather ordered.
*Splash*
The shark literally swam in reverse and went back through the hoop to the other tank, "Ta-dah!" said Heather at the end of her presentation.
"What!? That's impossible, sharks can't swim in reverse," Harold said.
"What makes it more impressive," Chris said, "10 out of 10," the host said, he and the chef raised a chart with the 10 each.
"Yes!" said Heather, pumping her fist and hugging her shark's tank.
"But I have to ask, how did you get him to obey you so quickly?" asked Chris.
"Oh, let's just say I found the right motivation," Heather said, then I pull out a bag full of bacon, take a handful and toss it on top of the tank, the shark ate it like it was a goldfish, 'I guess I have to thank you for this, you silly perverted geek... I still won't go out with you,' thought the queen bee to herself.
"Alright, Lindsay, you're the last one, dazzle us," Chris told her.
"With pleasure," said the blonde as she walked confidently to the front and put a cage covered with a tarp on the table, "ahem," said the blonde and turned on a radio which began to play eighties music, "originally I wanted to do a tribute to my friend Beth, but that had ah... some mishaps," she said while scratching her forehead with a hand full of scratch marks. Chris and the chef exchanged a look, "instead, I decided to give him a total and radical makeover", she lifted the canvas to show them a raccoon with a big pompadour wig, dark glasses with glitter in the frame and the top of a white disco suit encrusted with sparkling stones. In short, he was an Elvis Presley raccoon, as simple but ingenious as that, "now he went from looking like a nerd to a rock star," Lindsay said, the raccoon greeted them with finger guns.
"Well, the challenge was supposed to be about making your animal look like you or vice versa...", Chris said critically, "but I'm not going to deny that he has style," he finished with a smile, he held up a painting with the number 8, while chef held one with the number 9.
Chris looked at him, "What? I like Elvis," said the big man.
"Owww, so close, but we're still behind Heather," the blonde said with a tender pout, hoping to at least catch up with her this time. The raccoon patted her on the waist (because she was too tall for him to do it on the back).
"Better luck next time," Heather sneered, leaning against the tank with her arms crossed.
Lindsay looked at her still with a pout and a slight red coloration appeared on Heather's cheeks. There was something about Lindsay's look of defiance at her and her frustration when she lost, that made her blood pump much faster. She looked away so Lindsay wouldn't see her, but the huge fish inside the tank didn't miss this, "bubbling (oh~, what do we have here?)".
"Well, with the votes counted, Heather is the winner of this first round," said Chris, "Chef, go get the pretty boy and take him to the bus," he told the cook who set off in search of the model, "the others follow me, it's time to take a walk."
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The old all-out drama bus pulled up somewhere in the middle of the woods and stopped. Lindsay and his raccoon, Harold and his chameleon, Heather, and Justin with his bear got out of it, the model had scratch marks all over it.
"What happened to you? Did your bear wake up?" asked Heather with amusement.
"Urgh, it was that silly white cat, she didn't like me for some reason," the model said as he scratched the scratches.
"I can't imagine why," the queen bee said, Justin looked at her spitefully.
"Here we are, gang. Don't you just love field trips?" asked Chris, "Your next challenge is to find your way back to the film lot. A ten mile hike through these woods, using only your animal buddies to guide you," the competitors looked at the trio of animals, but they shrugged their shoulders just as lost as they did, "But be careful, several vicious and life-threatening traps have been set up along the way. First one back wins invincibility. Heather gets to shave thirty minutes off her final time for winning the first challenge. Oh, and by the way, there will be a small reward for the second competitor who reaches the finish line, it's something that could help them later, so you better make an effort, everyone ready?"
"Hey, no, where's my animal companion?" complained Heather.
"You'll find it if you go that way toward the river," Chris said, pointing behind her.
"Of course," Heather said rolling her eyes.
"Ha, I think someone chose the wrong animal," Justin teased her, "the bear is the king of the forest, we'll reach the finish line first without any problems," the model boasted.
"Do you realize how humiliating it will be for you, when I got to the finish line first after all your bragging?"
"Pff, keep dreaming, I'm the one with the bear," Justin said.
"Grrrrrrrr," the bear growled in front of Heather.
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!".
"Grr", but he chickened out when Heather growled much louder in his face and hid behind Justin, who was looking at her bewildered.
"Just what I thought, good luck getting somewhere lord of the bears," Heather said goodbye to him as she went to look for the river. On her way she passed Lindsay, "hey," she called her, "I'm going to win."
Lindsay pouted for Heather's total enjoyment, "we'll see about that," the blonde told her, the raccoon on her shoulder in agreement with her.
With that said, they both went their separate ways. Justin started going in a random direction. So in the clearing only Harold remained, "ha they're dumb, I have boy scout training, finding the way out of this forest will be a piece of cake," Harold said, "speaking of cake, did you know that there is vegan cake made without animal products? Wouldn't you love to try it?" he asked his chameleon. He rolled his eyes and hissed, this was going to be a long walk.
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"So, there was my sister Paula in her room jumping on top of this guy who told me he was her boyfriend, but there was also another guy stuck behind her, pushing her. I finally understand what they were doing at the time. But what still doesn't make sense is that the guy in the back was her ex-boyfriend, so why were the three of them in that situation? Shouldn't the two of them have been fighting over her? That is, boys are very jealous when it comes to other boys, like they don't like to share or be the second one very much... or at least that's how I understood it, on the other hand, I've never been in that situation, which I appreciate because to be honest doesn't sound pleasant at all," Lindsay said with a shudder.
What the blonde hadn't realized, is that the raccoon on her shoulder was holding her nose so that it wouldn't bleed due to the strange but hot story, "purr (Does this girl have no filters or what?), purr (Is she aware that there are cameras around us?)".
"Oh, did you know that my mother hates my father's personal trainer? It's a shame, because she seems to be very good friends with my father, that is, she constantly goes to the house when mom goes on business trips, gives my sister and me tickets to concerts late into the night, and even stays with our father so that he doesn't feel alone while we go, she's really nice, I don't know why my mother hates her, I mean she's just as friendly with the gardener."
Now the raccoon just rolled his eyes, he couldn't even feel sorry for this girl, because of the enormously absurd of what he had just heard, purring (I don't know if that ignorance is a curse or a blessing in disguise, the truth is that the line is very thin), purring (oh, look there's a way)," the raccoon pointed in that direction for Lindsay to see.
"Oh, it's a path, this will save us a lot of time, thank you B," he said to the raccoon while stroking his head with his finger.
He moved his paw while being pampered, "purring (not... must... succumb... flattery)," he said to himself.
"Let's go," said the blonde as she moved.
...
Justin and his bear were walking through the woods, "Who's Heather think she is? she's confined to be near water, there's no way she's going to beat us going through the woods," the model said, the bear nodding in agreement.
"Now let's see, where is civilization?" asked the model, "Don't you know how to get there? You guys look for food in our dumpsters all the time," Justin asked the bear.
"Grr," the bear shrugged.
"Uh... Well, I guess we should go where there are fewer trees. Like for example...", he said looking around only to see lush forests everywhere, "I would say... by... there," he said, finding an address with few trees, "that's where it should be, let's go," said the model, taking a few steps forward.
*Click, fwoosh*
"Woah! Oh shit!" said the model hanging upside down. He inadvertently activated a poorly hidden trap.
"Grrrrrr".
*Cut, drop*
"Ouch!" Justin fell headfirst to the ground after the bear cut the rope, but got up almost immediately with a hopeful smile, "haha, one of Chris' traps, he wouldn't put it here if it wasn't the right way, come on, the victory is already ours," Justin said as he ran along with the bear.
For once Justin was right, it was the right way, on one of a million chances he pointed in the right direction by accident and won the bet.
*CRASH*
"WOAH!"
"GRRRRRR!"
*BOOM*
Unfortunately, the certainty that he had been lucky was more than enough to make him ignore the fact that if it was indeed the right path, logically there would not be a single trap. And that small mistake is what led him to the bottom of a huge hole dug in the ground and barely hidden by leaves and twigs, while being crushed by a two-ton bear.
"Uff, today is not my day," said the model while moving his arm, the only visible thing of him under the furry mass.
...
"Wa-Water, please," Harold begged as he crawled through the woods in a very similar pose to the chameleon on his back, the chameleon looking at him with disappointment and a little offended.
The nerd had been chattering about his extensive knowledge of survival, while ironically at the same time wasting a great deal of breath and saliva. And before he knew it, he was lost and dehydrated.
He can brag about his skills as much as he wants, but that doesn't change the fact that he's still a scrawny nerd with slightly below-average physical capabilities.
*Flow*
"Did you hear that?" Harold asked, standing up suddenly and sharpening his ears.
*Flow*
"It's a river, we're saved!" Harold ran through the thicket as the chameleon clung to his shirt.
A while later he came out of the depths of the forest and came to a waterfall where water was falling from the river.
Harold walked over to the shore and looked at his reflection in the water, "sweet, sweet fountain of life," he said as he sipped a handful of water and drank until he was satisfied, "ah~, refreshing," the nerd said.
*Splash*
To the surprise of both chameleon and human, Heather rose from the water displaying her wet body in a bathing suit right in front of them. Both turned red when they were suddenly bombarded with such a sight.
Heather finally noticed them, "oh, but if it's Harold, what a coincidence," she said cheerfully.
"H-Ha m-me," the nerd said stutteringly. However, unlike Harold, the chameleon was immediately alert, he did not like at all the chill that this girl with a sharp look generated in him, she was like a predator on the prowl.
"Don't just stand there, come join me, the water is good," she said as she waved at him with his arm.
Confessional.
Harold
"Part of me was telling me that going with her was betraying LeShawna and that Heather was probably up to something... But, another part of me could only remember the breasts hiding behind that bikini, and it was like a siren's song lured me to her lair," the nerd said.
End of confessional.
"Sssssss (I don't want to be part of this)," said the chameleon as he became invisible and disappeared.
Harold quickly took off his shirt and pants and jumped into the water, arriving close to where Heather was, "you're right, the water is nice," said the nerd.
"Did you doubt me?"
"Ah, no, no... but why did you want me to accompany you? I thought you didn't like me," Harold asked.
"I didn't, until you did the letter trick," Heather said, Harold stiffened, "the way you managed to fool everyone a second time, masterful, I must say, even hot~," Heather told him.
Harold's face turned red, and his glasses fogged up, "You, do you believe that? Hahahaha," he said while she caressed his ego.
"Of course, I would have loved to have such a capable person by my side," she said.
Harold grimaced, "I'm sorry, but I'm in an alliance with Justin and stuff," he reminded her.
Heather swam near and around him, "well, maybe we can't be allies, but here it's just you and me, because we don't have a little fun~", said the queen bee in a seductive voice while cupping her breasts making them look bigger.
The blood that was usually on Harold's head and would have served him to think about his own survival, moved almost completely southwards and accumulated in a place that became like a stone.
"Oh~ yes, that, that sounds great, let's have fun," Harold said in a dazed and sleepy voice.
Heather clapped her hands in the water, "I'm glad you agree with me," she said with a smile, "you heard it guys, time to have fun," after saying that Heather started swimming towards the rock where her clothes were at the other end of the river.
Harold came out of his daze with a confused look, "wait, who's-?", the nerd's words died in his mouth as a shark fin passed right in front of him, followed by two more fins.
"Oh...", was all Harold said with his pupils shrunk and his eyes wide open, "AH!", then he was plunged without warning into the water.
"Ah~," Heather relaxed by lying on the hot rock as she helped her dry her body.
*Splash*
"AHHHHHHHHH!", Harold flew out of the water, only to fall towards a shark that was already waiting for him.
*Slap*
"Ouch," it hit him with his tail and sent him towards another shark.
*Slap*
"Ouch!" it also hit him, sending him to a third shark.
*Slap*
"Ouch!"
*Slap*
"Oh my nuts!"
*Slap*
"Oh my coccyx!".
*Slap*
"Oh my back!"
Heather watched as the three sharks played volleyball with Harold as the ball, throwing the nerd in the air over and over again, "this is certainly a lot of fun, thank you~ Harold~," Heather told him, then gestured for the sharks to finish it.
*SLAP*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH," that last blow knocked Harold out of the river.
*CRACK*
And he crashed into a tree where his head got stuck in a hole. He tried to get out but he was stuck.
Heather now with a deadly expression more characteristic of her, walked up to the tree and looked at it with boredom and displeasure, "now, what did we learn here?"
"Uh... Don't cheat," the nerd said from inside the tree.
*Blow*
Heather hit the tree making it shudder, "wrong, never, never, ever, believe for a second, that you can take something that belongs to me without having some grave, GRAVE! Consequences," she spat at him, losing her composure for a moment. But she could feel her mind finally relaxing, like when she was kicked off the island, she finally got her retribution for the way they messed with her, "You are all right about me, I'm a bad person and I'm perfectly fine with being one, if it means putting guys like you or Justin at my feet. Good luck finding the studio stuck in that tree, bye," Heather said smiling cheerfully and genuinely this time as she left.
"Mmmm," Harold groaned at the total humiliation he had just received, his head was stuck in a hole while being in his underwear. He guessed this is the karma for his actions, 'Beth was right, it really hits hard,' he thought as he rubbed his red butt from the sharks' blows.
The chameleon manifested out of nowhere at the top of a branch, "ssssssss (to think that you ended up chasing breasts like this)".
Heather walked along the riverbank, looked out into the water and watched as the three sharks slowly drifted away with the current, "pff, in the end it was just another fish that abandoned me going with the current" she said rolling her eyes and a small smile, Chris told her that he would make an exception for her animal for obvious reasons, now all she had to do was go back to the studio, "at least it showed me which direction to go", how did the shark know where the studio was? Heather won't! think about that, since she values her sanity very much... or the little she has left.
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"Hello? Is anyone there?" asked Lindsay as she looked down at the bottom of a gaping hole.
"Lindsay!" Justin said as he lifted his head.
"Oh... it's you, Justin," Lindsay said dryly.
That change of attitude made the model a little nervous, "please get us out of here, we're trapped," he asked.
"And why should I do that?" the blonde asked, "after everything you did," she said turning around, the raccoon on her shoulder mimicking all her actions.
"Come on, you can't leave me stuck here, just... with him," Justin said while pointing to the bear that looked at him strangely. After spending hours in a hole alone, Justin's charms were starting to work against him if the heart-shaped eyes the bear was looking at him with were any indication.
Lindsay's shoulders tightened a little at the model's pleas, Justin saw this and smiled a little to himself, then returned to a desperate expression, "it doesn't matter what I did in the past, I haven't hurt anyone, would you really leave me here abandoned, without water and without food? Is that what a good girl like you would do?... Or do you want to be like Heather again?"
Lindsay was a little startled when he mentioned her old friendship with Heather, which was a lie.
"Growl (just give the order, I can handle him)," growled the raccoon as it bristled like a cat.
"You're conflicted, aren't you? Do you really think that she has changed at all? Don't be so naïve Lindsay, she will betray you as soon as she gets the chance."
Lindsay didn't answer him.
"Help me get out of here, I know where the studio is, we can get there first, we could get rid of her before it's too late," Justin said, "What do you say?" he asked.
Lindsay finally turned around, and looked the model in the eyes with an angry expression rarely seen in her, tears falling from her own eyes, she scared the model a little, "Do you want to know something Justin? When we were a team, the reason no one voted for you was because they didn't think you were worth it," the blonde confessed, "except me. I didn't vote for you, because I thought you were my friend, because I really thought you wanted to help me, but you only helped yourself, sound familiar?" she asked while shedding tears, the model's eyes widened, "you're right, I don't know how to choose my friends," she said while wiping away tears, "but I was very lucky choosing the love of my life, and you expelled him," she threw in his face.
Justin was speechless, you know you've done something wrong, when the person who never gets angry, who gets along with everyone, who is the embodiment of sunshine... hates you.
Lindsay looked at him with an indifferent look, "See you in the studio... Joshua"
And that was the last nail in Justin's coffin, his whole body went numb when she said that, the message was clear even to a brainless man like him "it's not even worth the effort to remember you anymore".
Lindsay turned around and started to walk away, the raccoon on her shoulder turned around and stuck out her tongue at Justin.
"Lindsay! Lindsay," Justin yelled calling out to her, but she didn't come back.
"Grrrrrrrrr," Justin's eyes widened as the bear with hearts in his eyes stood up and began to slowly walk towards him.
"Hehehehehehe, cute little bear," Justin said as he stepped back. Unfortunately he was in a hole and ended up hitting a wall, the bear hovered over him and the model swallowed, "get away, back off! Lindsay!"
...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!", the model's cry was heard throughout the forest.
Lindsay hugged herself, she felt incredibly exhausted, "purr", the raccoon hugged her too.
"I'm fine," she assured him with a smile, Lindsay doesn't like to hold a grudge against her friends, but for today... She will make an exception, "everything is fine now," she told herself.
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Lindsay and her raccoon ran through the woods until they reached the rest area where Chris was already waiting for them.
"Lindsay congratulations!" said Chris, she got excited, "you're the second one to arrive."
Then he froze, "What!?"
"You finally decided to appear," Heather told her sitting at a picnic table, "I really started to believe that Lord Bear would get there first," she told her.
"B-B-But, I... but I...", Lindsay said discombobulated, "owwww", a discouraged term, the raccoon patted her on the leg.
"Well, at least you came in second, which means you got the reward, we'll give it to you at tonight's ceremony, I just hope the guys don't take too long," Chris said checking his watch.
Both girls grimaced, "yeah... maybe you should send a recovery team, Harold is stuck in a tree near a waterfall," Heather told him.
"And I abandoned Justin in a hole with a bear," Lindsay said somewhat uncomfortably, Chris and Heather looked at her with their mouths open, their cheeks turned red, "I was angry, okay?" she said looking away.
Chris took his walkie-talkie, "Chef, get in the helicopter and look for the boys... or their bodies hahahahahahaha," he hung up, "all right ladies, I'll see you both at tonight's ceremony."
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Once again we find ourselves, in the illustrious award ceremony. The four finalists were gathered in the gallery.
Heather and Lindsay were fresh as lettuce. The boys... well, they were alive.
Chef didn't bother to get Harold's head out of the tree, instead he cut off the top and bottom of the trunk and got it to him with the trunk stuck in his head, so the nerd could only see thanks to the trunk being hollow on both sides, but he could only look straight ahead.
Justin was hugging her knees while rocking back and forth. His clothes were torn all over, he had bite marks and scratches on his body, and he may have developed trauma with bears and holes (in every way).
"Did you enjoy your afternoon of passion in the woods?" scoffed Heather.
"Keep laughing all you want," the model told her trying to look defiant, "this isn't over yet," Justin told him.
"Alright people," Chris said drawing their attention to the stage, "everyone has already voted and made a decision, the competitor who does not receive a Gilded Chris, will be eliminated from the competition, will go up to the lame-o-sine and will never come back," he told them, "but first... Lindsay here is your prize," Chris told her as he presented her with a gift box.
Lindsay gasped, "My reward is that lovely box!?", Heather slapped her forehead.
Chris stared at him, "No, the reward is in the box," he said as he threw it at her.
Lindsay began to unwrap it immediately and opened it. Then she gasped again with her eyes wide open.
"What is it? I can't see anything," Harold said.
"It's," Lindsay said as she pulled the contents out of the box, "it's... a Gilded Chris," she said stunned, "What's going on?" she asked confused (and for once, justifiably).
"What's going on, Lindsay," Chris said as he tossed a Gilded Chris at Heather, "is that you're officially the second runner-up of Total Drama Action! Congratulations! You and Heather will fight for the million dollars in the final!" announced Chris dramatically while covering his ears.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?", the four finalists shouted with varying degrees of surprise and bewilderment.
"You mean the reward for the second to arrive was the second pass to the finals!?" shouted Justin.
"So, all this time the challenge was a meticulously prepared double elimination?" asked Harold from inside the trunk.
"Yes, exactly Harold," Chris confirmed.
"You could have told us," Heather complained, too upset by Chris's nonsense to celebrate that he was a finalist.
"Yes, but it wouldn't be that fun... for me," said the presenter with his ego through the roof.
"Why?" Lindsay asked, still not understanding the reasoning for this.
"I don't know what surprises you," Chris said, "the contract stipulated that the season would have 26 episodes, and you ignorant young people don't understand the hell of paperwork that would have to be done if we went just one more episode than the established one. It's easier to get rid of two of you at once, and frankly a lot more fun, which reminds me, oh~ Chef~."
"Woah!" Chef carried Harold on his shoulder, and grabbed Justin's arm dragging him.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it can't end like this, this can't be my end, do you have any idea of everything I've been through!? That bear did things to me!" Justin yelled as he was dragged into the lame-o-sine.
"Goodbye Jose," Lindsay waved goodbye.
"Have a good trip, losers," Heather said as she said goodbye as well.
Chef threw them both inside the limousine, "This is not fair! This is not the last you will hear from me! I'll be back, I swear!" said Justin as the lame-o-sine drove away.
"In the end, karma did bite our ass," Harold said.
Once they left Chris stood in the middle of the two girls, "Heather, Lindsay, congratulations on making it to the final," said the host, the two beauties looked at each other, there was fire in their gazes, "it looks like the girls defeated the boys, and in a crushing way, which means that the final fight to the joy of many will be a hot catfight, hahahahahahahahaha, who will rise as the best actress in the cast? Who will get the million dollars? The sexy and stunning blonde or the aggressive and manipulative beauty? Will this be a battle to remember? If you want to know, then you'll find out in next week's supremely epic and dramatic final challenge, here at TOTAL... DRAMA... ACTION!".