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The Riverian: Sorry if we didn't live up to your expectations, but it is the beginning, and we tried our best to make it unique. Though there will be more unique interactions in the future.
We were originally going to ship Dakota with Mike and Lindsay with Tyler, but we felt like Makota wouldn't have meshed well since Dakota's spoiled nature would have driven Mike away. We promise you that Tyler won't just copy all of Sam's actions.
Dakota's arc shall be ambiguous as of now, but we will give her a better ending.
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Guest: Another person that's stunned by Mikesay. Wow.
Mutant Maggots: Axel, Cameron, Emma, Lindsay, Mike, Shawn
Toxic Rats: Alejandro, Beardo, Dakota, Dawn, Noah, Tyler
Episode 2: Truth or Mutant Shark
"Last time, on Total Drama Revenge of the Island! Thirteen new competitors were blown away by this year's challenges. They were treated to an early-morning swim, said hello to the island's wildlife, and did some totem-surfing. Ex-plosive!"
"In the end, Staci's team got so sick of her nonstop tall tales, that they sent her packing, Hurl of Shame-style."
"Who'll go home next? And how much pain can I put them through first? Find out right now, on Total! Drama! Revenge of the Island!"
(Theme Song)
The episode opened on a shot of the morning sky and a few far-away bird calls, a couple sharp notes playing as the camera panned down to the two cabins of Camp Wawanakwa.
"Really?" the voice of Dawn spoke out before the shot cut inside to the girls' half of the Rats' cabins where a blue bird was shown chirping before the shot zoomed out to show a fully-clothed Dawn hanging upside down and having the bird stand on her hand. "Oh no!" the moonchild replied in horror.
Dakota was shown in a lower bunk along the right wall, her hands covering her ears in order to block out the chirping and a sleeping mask over her eyes. "Will you keep it down? If I don't get my beauty sleep, I'll lose it!"
"Yes. Because your need for fame is really a depressed cry for love," Dawn said.
"Who told you that? My therapist?" Dakota asked in surprise.
"I see people's auras," Dawn explained. "And it looks like someone threw up on yours."
"Oh, go eat a worm!" Dakota groaned in frustration and covered her face with her own pillow.
Confessional: Dawn
Dawn was sitting cross-legged in the confessional, the bird from earlier sitting on her finger. "Me and Dakota are nothing alike, and despite her need for attention, I could see us becoming good friends in the future."
It was then that the bird coughed out a worm and offered it to the aura whisperer. "Uhh, no thanks," she declined the offer.
Confessional Ends
The shot cut abruptly to a top-down view of the other half of the Rats' cabin, Noah sleeping quietly on a top bunk on the left, Beardo making a breezy noise through his mouth in a top bunk on the right, and Tyler snoring away in the lower bunk. The camera cut in to a close-up of the klutzy jock, and the sound of a door suddenly slamming open and shut startled him enough to wake up and look back.
It was Alejandro – flat against the front door with his eyes wide, his breath heaving, and his clothes dirty. "Dude, what happened to you?" Tyler asked in concern.
Alejandro quickly became calm enough to smile. "I simply went out for a morning jog," he explained.
"Then what's up with the dirt all over you?" Noah said, suddenly sliding next to the latino.
"Well…" As Alejandro started to speak, the footage quickly cut to a scene of him running from a Woolly Beaver – one with several boney spikes jutting out of its back. The shot flashed back to the Rats' cabin, and Alejandro said "I tripped on a rock and it resulted in my clothes getting like this."
"I feel you," Tyler said as he walked over to them. "I trip over a lot of things, even wires."
Confessional: Alejandro
"Admittedly," Alejandro admitted to the outhouse camera, "I was actually trying to find the McLean Brand Chris-Head," he said. "I have a lot of plans for this season, and should I experience a flat tire, I can use that head to give it some air," he finished with a smirk.
Confessional Ends
The camera cut back outside the cabins, zooming on on the Maggots' abode on the right then cutting inside to show Lindsay applying her lip gloss with the aid of a hand mirror.
Emma walked up behind her from the left. "Good morning," she greeted.
"Good morning Emily!" Lindsay replied. "Hey, do you have a blow dryer I can borrow?"
"Emma," Emma corrected in frustration, "and no, I don't. All my blow dryers got confiscated by Chris."
"Aww," Lindsay pouted. "I guess I'll have to do without," she added, looking uncertainly at her reflection again.
The scene flashed to the boys' side of the cabin, the camera focusing in on Mike as he slept on the left wall while snoring before inhaling into Chester. "These young whippersnappers with all their yammering and tomfoolery."
Mike returned to himself after another inhale. "Aw, c'mon, Chester, keep it down."
Inhale. "Fine. For now."
The shot moved over to the right wall as Mike continued to sleep, where Cameron's eyes peered out of the depths of a cocoon-like red sleeping bag on a lower bunk on the right.
Confessional: Cameron
I had a hard time falling asleep," Cameron explained as he squirted hand sanitizer on his hands and began rubbing them. "It was my first night outside my bubble. But finally, I recreated it with my sleeping bag, and I was out like that! What an adventure."
Confessional Ends
The scene moved back outside the cabins once more, then up to the top of a tall pine tree where Shawn was sleeping on a thick branch, a rope tying his leg to it.
Confessional: Shawn
"I'm not one for sleeping in beds like the ones in the cabin," Shawn explained to the outhouse camera. "Spending the night with a bunch of strangers who could turn into zombies while I'm sleeping? No thank you!"
"The person I'm most suspicious about? Axel," he continued. "She gives off huge vampire vibes."
Confessional Ends
The footage returned to show Axel in the middle of a morning run, then back to Shawn as he woke up with a sudden yawn, stretched his arms, and untied himself in order to land on the ground.
A squirrel sitting on another tree branch looked from one contestant to the other. It closed its eyes as Axel was heard crashing into Shawn, then laughed and climbed up.
Its laugh was still heard as the camera cut to the two teens on the ground, Axel rubbing her head and Shawn glaring at her.
"I was in the middle of my run!" Axel scolded. "Why'd you crash into me?!"
"Crash into you? I was just getting off my tree!" Shawn responded. "You should've watched where you were going!"
The two of them both got up. "What are you even doing out here instead of your cabin?" Axel asked.
"I happen to sleep outdoors," Shawn explained. "This tree is my bed."
"And you didn't even pitch yourself a tent?" Axel continued in disbelief.
"I want to be alert for any kind of supernatural beings," Shawn told the survivalist. "If I'm indoors, they can totally sneak up on me. No way am I gonna be an undead snack."
Confessional: Axel
"That conspiracy theorist sure has a few screws loose," Axel muttered. "But anyway, he's one of the more useful members of my team in comparison to the rest, and as long as he doesn't get in my way, I might have him be my partner when it comes time to survive in the wilderness."
Confessional Ends
The scene cut to a seagull sleeping in a nest inside the horn of a loudspeaker. A blowhorn sounded through it without warning, though, forcing the bird out into the air and revealing its snake-like features as it fell.
"Up and at 'em, my little morning glories!" Chris called out, sitting on his ATV below. "It's time for today's challenge!" he announced, the camera moving behind him to show the two teams assembled in front, their respective logos appearing on the screen overhead.
"Right now?" Noah asked dryly. "We haven't exactly gotten to the most important meal of the day."
"And I haven't had enough beauty sleep!" Dakota added, sunglasses hiding her eyes.
"I'm sure you look-" Tyler began to tell her before she revealed the horrible bags beneath her eyes, causing the jock to recoil and scream in fright.
"You can catch up on your sleep after the challenge," Chris told him before pointing off to the left and smiling. "Right this way, to the Bay of Dismay!"
The twelve campers groaned, and Dakota pulled out her phone.
"Hey, it's me. We're going to some bay-" the fame monger started to talk until Chris used a magnet to take her phone away. "Hey!"
"Contraband! Now it's mine! Confiscator's keepers! Come on! Your humiliation awaits!" Chris told a miserable Dakota.
The scene flashed ahead to the twelve campers walking along at an even pace. "'Bay of Dismay'?" Lindsay told Mike as they walked side-by-side. "I hope it's not a fighting challenge. I just did my nails."
"Totally," Mike nodded. "I'm not the most athletic person out here as you can see."
The camera lingered a few seconds as they walked off, long enough for Tyler and Dakota to enter the shot together. "Hey, sorry about wazzing out earlier," Tyler said. "I never expected you to be the type of girl who has eye bags, but they're as cute as you."
This comment caused both of them to feel awkward.
Confessional: Tyler
"Seriously?" Tyler said in the confessional, bewildered by his own words. "The hottest girl on the island, and I mess up my own words?"
Confessional Ends
Dakota gave her teammate a confused look. "Thanks!" she said hesitantly as she looked the nervously smiling klutz over. "I like your, uh...," she trailed off, unable to find something to compliment. "Can I get back to you on that?"
Dakota continued ahead, and Tyler smacked himself on the head as Cameron and Axel walked past him.
"I hope this isn't another physical challenge," Cameron said. "I'd prefer something a little more...academic."
"Of course you would," Axel said, looking forward. "You're clearly the brainy one of the bunch."
"To be fair, my greatest strengths are mental," Cameron pointed out.
"And mine are physical," Axel snarked. "That's what I'm gonna use to win and make sure that you lose."
Cameron narrowed his eyes in annoyance at the survivalist.
Beardo and Emma were now shown walking together. "Any idea on what the challenge will be like?" the preppy girl asked the beatboxer, who didn't talk back to her and instead darted his eyes around. "You don't talk much, do you?"
Confessional: Beardo
Beardo simply shrugged in the confessional.
Confessional Ends
The static cut away to the body of water that was, presumably, the Bay of Dismay. Three structures rose out of its waters: on the left and right were two-tiered game-show-like seats that housed the Toxic Rats and Mutant Maggots respectively and bore their logos on the front; and in the middle was a single Greek pedestal upon which Chris stood in his blue tuxedo below a large video screen and electronic scoreboard.
"Welcome to the 'Getting to Know You' Trivia Game Challenge," Chris introduced after a short fanfare. "Everyone strapped in all nice and snug?" he asked the contestants.
"We are snug," Alejandro answered, squirming in his harness. "I can barely move in this thing!"
"Yeah, that's what you get with children's size harnesses," Chris chuckled. "I'll be asking our players embarrassing personal questions," he explained, "and I mean majorly humiliating. If the player I'm talking about hits the poorly-wired buzzer and owns their humiliation before the time runs out," he continued as the shot cut back to Alejandro looking at the red buzzer on the counter in front of him, the camera zooming out to show Noah and Dawn on the right, and Beardo, Dakota, and Tyler on the back row, "their team gets a point." The camera panned across the Maggots, showing Emma, Axel, and Shawn in the top row and Cameron, Mike, and Lindsay below. "First team to five wins part one, and a distinct advantage in part two."
"Buuut," Chris added as the shot cut back to him as the tension rose in the background music, "if no one owns up, this happens!" He took out his remote, pressed the button, and with a mechanical whir the elevated stand the Maggots were seated in suddenly dropped into the bay. The music became tense as the shot cut to the six holding their breaths below the water, focusing in on Cameron in particular. He looked around and screamed when he saw the large mutant shark with arms and legs looking at him hungrily, and his teammates joined in as the shark reared back to take a bite – but the stand rose back up just in time to take the teens away from danger.
The shot cut back to the surface as the Maggots re-emerged, dripping and coughing and generally frantic. "There's some kind of two-legged shark monster down there!" Mike told the host in a panic.
"You mean Fang?" Chris asked with a broad smile and quick laugh. "Yeah, it turns out toxic waste can mess with stuff underwater too." He pointed up at the screen above him as he spoke, and the camera panned up to show a seemingly ordinary shark drinking a cup of tea on a wooden post underwater...until the music peaked, the screen flashed, and a picture of Fang against a simple teal background replaced the normal shark. "Who knew?"
"Better them than us," Noah snarked from the Rats' stand.
"Anywho," Chris continued slowly, "when a team gets dunked, their opponents can steal by guessing which dunk-ee is guilty. Guess right, and you get a point. Guess wrong, and this happens." With a sly look, he pressed the button on his remote again, and this time it was the Rats who got plunged into the bay. Fang was shown tying a bib around his neck, then looking behind him just as the fresh set of teenagers came into view. He turned around and opened his mouth to bite, and with the muffled screams and tense music playing the shot cut back to the bubbling surface. Chris put his hand to his ear, then pressed the button once more, and the Toxic Rats rocketed back up on their stand.
"Now that we understand the rules," Chris told them as they coughed up water, "let's start the game!" A short gameshow jingle played, and the host pulled a notecard out from behind his back. "To the Rats, now listen carefully," he began. "Who gets frightened," the shot moved to a picture of a chicken that was now displayed on the screen above him, "when they're around this?"
All six members of the Mutant Maggots began to laugh, as did five members of the Toxic Rats – all except Tyler, who blushed as the camera zoomed in on him. "How did you even get that?" the klutz said in his embarrassment, pressing his buzzer and yelping at the shock he received.
Another jingle played as the shot cut to the scoreboard, the Rats' half changing from 0 to 1.
"Next question," Chris said as the camera moved back to him and his card, now turned towards the Maggots. "Who wore one of these until they were eleven?" The screen now showed a picture of a diaper.
Like before, all but one person laughed.
"Whoever it is better own up," Axel said as the camera focused on the Maggots after the laughter died down.
As the timer continued ticking, the shot finally focused on Cameron, who was sweating nervously. He finally slammed his right hand down on his buzzer. "My mom didn't want to risk me falling into a dirty toilet," he said after getting shocked.
The scoreboard updated to show the Maggots' first point. "And it's one-all!" the host declared, earning a cheer from the other five Maggots.
"Thanks Cameron," Emma whispered to the boy shrinking in his seat. "I know that must've been hard to admit."
"Rats," Chris turned back to the other team, "whose first name is really Bartholomew?"
"That's not embarrassing," Shawn called out. "So what if a guy's name is really Bartholomew?"
Over to the Rats, Tyler was whistling a tune, Noah was shrugging to signify it wasn't him, and Alejandro was just waiting for someone to buzz in.
Beardo, on the other hand, looked down at his own buzzed timidly, and after some consideration, he pressed the buzzer and got shocked, raising his hand to let Chris know that he owned up to the question.
"Correct, Bartholomew," Chris teased the human soundboard. "Rats get the point, but I would've preferred a verbal response."
"But Beardo's a silent person," Dawn spoke in his defense. "Just look at his aura."
Beardo nodded in agreement.
"Don't care," Chris said apathetically. "So, as a quick punishment." He smiled as he pushed the button on his remote again.
The Rats were plunged back into the water, and the camera focused on Noah as he hollered before getting chomped up by Fang, the stand rising back up as Fang struggled to close his jaws.
Noah managed to get out of Fang's mouth, shouting "Wait for me!" as he swam back to his seat.
Confessional: Noah
"A near-death by a shark attack. Ain't that something new," Noah told the confessional, pulling something white out of his butt. "And I managed to get a shark tooth for myself," he said, looking at the tooth.
Confessional: Fang
The next to use the confessional was none other than Fang, examining his mouth in a hand mirror with great concern. Upon noticing the gap in his upper row of sharp teeth, he growled angrily and snapped the mirror.
Confessionals End
Noah furiously climbed back into his seat. "I've experienced enough danger for today!" Noah huffed. "I'm done with this challenge!"
"Good point," Lindsay chimed in, the shot cutting to her and the other Maggots. "Can I leave please? I don't want to be a shark's meal. I'm way too tasty."
"If they get to get out of this, I want out too," Shawn said. "I'm not a fan of having my info exposed."
"Since I've already been humiliated," Tyler piped up, looking at the host, "I think I can go."
"Okay, everyone just settle down," Chris told them all sternly.
"I'm with everyone else. We should stop," Mike said, standing up and trying to undo his harness. "Not that I've got any secrets to hide."
"You can do so after you've had a secret revealed," Axel snapped.
"Hey! Host talking here!" Chris barked. "I decide when the challenge is over."
"Like I care," Noah scoffed, having already removed his harness. "I'm out of here."
"You could still help us figure out the questions, amigo," Alejandro suggested.
Dakota used the opportunity to take out a backup phone. "Hey, it's me."
Just then, Fang jumped out of the water and took a large bite out of the Maggots' stand, forcing them to yelp.
"Yeah, I'm using my backup phone," Dakota told the person on the other end.
The shot cut back to the Maggots as Emma, Axel, and Shawn began to argue with each other, Cameron shrunk back into his seat, and Mike and Lindsay watched the debacle going on.
Eventually, the shot cut back to Chris as he finally shouted "Alright! SHUT IT!" The off-screen arguments promptly ceased. "Thanks to that pathetic digression," he said in annoyance, glancing at his watch, "now we don't have enough time to finish this challenge! Happy?"
The Rats voiced their agreement. Likewise, all the Maggots agreed happily.
"Well you won't be happy for long," Chris told them and the camera with a smile. "Come back after the break for an all-new challenge from which there is no escape. And in the meantime," he added slyly as he took his remote back out and pushed the button, causing both teams to be dunked into the bay with a scream once more.
(Commercial Break)
The scene faded back in to a shot of some treetops, Cameron saying "Thankfully the challenge ended before Chris could ask me any more embarrassing questions," as the camera panned down to the Maggots walking through the woods.
"You were the only one out of all of us to get a question," Axel said, the two walking at the front of their team's pack. "The rest of us didn't because we wanted to be quitters and lose the challenge."
"I mean, we probably weren't gonna win anyway," Shawn doubted. "And getting an advantage in the next challenge probably wouldn't be worth it."
"And I have just enough right to be here as you do," Cameron told Axel. "I'll prove it in the next challenge."
"Hmm. We'll see," Axel said dismissively.
Confessional: Cameron
Cameron was sucking his thumb while curled up in a ball. "Why did I say that? Why?" he lamented and continued to suck on his thumb.
Confessional Ends
The scene cut back to the Rats, also walking through the woods together, and focused on Tyler and Dakota at the end of their pack.
"So now that you know my fear of chickens," Tyler said, "I guess you think I'm lame."
"Of course not, but Chris is such a jerk," Dakota told him, pulling out her phone that had been soaked and broken. "I could've sent like, six-hundred texts by now."
"About that, why do you keep using your phones so much?" Tyler wondered. "You know Chris would just take them away."
"I have friends and followers back home, and I don't want them to think that I've forgotten all about them while on my pursuit for fame," Dakota explained.
"I can get behind that, but how about you push your electronics aside and just focus on the challenge today?" Tyler suggested.
"I can't exactly promise that, but I'll try to," Dakota said as they smiled at each other.
The shot cut ahead to Noah and Alejandro, who looked like they'd been listening. "Chris sure did a number on us if he took away Dakota's phone," Noah said.
"True, but Dakota might recover as we heard earlier," Alejandro replied.
"I heavily doubt it," Noah shook his head. "The girl is electronically dependent, and that could hinder us."
"Let's give the lady a chance to prove herself to us," Alejandro advised. "If we lose, we'll simply vote her off."
"Works for me," Noah agreed.
Confessional: Alejandro
"I could have used Dakota as a pawn in my game, but she's too obsessed with her phones to even pay attention to me," Alejandro explained. "Dawn's not one to get invested in love, but I see more use in her."
Confessional Ends
"Welcome, players!" Chris announced over the loudspeaker again, the camera cutting down to ground level to show the Rats meeting up with the Maggots again. "Now that you're all here, it's time for part two of today's challenge," the host continued, the shot zooming out to show all twelve campers standing in some sort of wide field of mud with a wooden ramp leading up off-camera on the right.
"The 'Mad Skills Obstacle Course'," Chris announced, the shot cutting to him standing on some patch of grass.
"The relay race begins with a mad dash from the Kick Start," the shot cut to the wooden platform at the other end of the ramp, where an absurdly large rubber root was connected by wooden shaft and gear to a pole sticking up out of the platform. "Forget coffee," the host said as the boot swung squeakily back and forth in demonstration, "if this baby doesn't get you goin', nothin' will."
"Then it's off to the race against time that is the Cannonball Run," Chris said, the camera following his motion further onward to another stretch of wooden platform. Several cannons situated below suddenly blew gaping holes in it, and the shot zoomed out to show several more cannons hooked up to a scaffold over the platform and aimed downward.
"Over to my personal fave," the shot moved to the end of the platform where a log had been set up to rotate on its side, "Wrecking Ball Alley! Hurts so good," he said as the camera panned across and the titular wrecking ball swung down over the rolling log.
"And moving on," the shot cut next to a few higher, disconnected, and generally precarious platforms, "we head to the Gang Plank, complete with rabid mutant beavers." The shot cut to the mud pit at the bottom where two giant wooly beavers with boney spikes along their back were busily chewing through the poles the gang plank platforms were on.
"Followed by," the shot cut to a close-up of a large, red, butt-shaped apparatus that was moving up and down, "the bouncy agony of Double Trouble." The shot zoomed out to show four of the butt-shaped things moving up and down between two platforms.
"And finally," Chris said, "the Grand Slam," the shot cut to several giant baseball bats sticking up out of the mud surrounding an equally giant baseball mitt, "where you'll use ropes to swing into the giant baseball mitt, while avoiding those deadly bats." The shot zoomed in on the mitt, then panned over to one of the bats as a small red bird flew head-first into it, knocking it out with a clonk. "Piece of cake," Chris said with a chuckle as the shot cut back to the staring and nervous campers.
"Oh, and as you may remember," the host added, "I said that the winning team from part one would have a distinct advantage in part two?"
"But there was no winner!" Lindsay said.
"Yeah, don't remind me," Chris answered in annoyance. "The losing team was gonna wear snazzy specs while competing," he explained with a chipper smile, "but since we never actually finished the competition," he became annoyed again, "I've decided that everybody has to wear them!" He laughed, and the campers looked behind them to see Chef Hatchet holding a cardboard box.
Dawn was the first to step forward, taking out one of the pairs of glasses – thick, ugly things that almost seemed to have a greenish tint to them – and put them on. Her brow shot up immediately. "These glasses appear to be rather old," she said. "We won't be able to see anything wearing these!" The perspective shifted to demonstrate what she was seeing, which was little more than an incredibly blurry shot of the forest and some unknown body of water.
"Dorktacular goggles won't make part two easy," Chris said, "or attractive," he shrugged, "but it can be done. In theory."
The campers groaned.
"Competitors, take your positions!" he said, and the footage flashed forward to show Alejandro and Lindsay together near the edge of the first platform, Lindsay looking at her new glasses unhappily. "First up at the Kick Start, it's Alejandro against Lindsay," the host said before the shot moved on to the next pair. "Then, it's Dawn versus Shawn," the two looked about before the shot pulled back to show the cannons, "versus the Cannonballs."
"Noah faces Axel in Wrecking Ball Alley," the two stared at each other with frowns, the latter more competitively. "Beardo is up against Emma in the Gang Plank," the camera cut to the base of the ladder then panned all the way up to it to the two nervous teens on top, "Tyler and Mike will battle Double Trouble," the two looked warily at the butt-shaped apparatus in front of them, "and, Dakota will fight Cameron for the Grand Slam." The young woman was shown moving her arms around, the shot moving out to show the baseball mitt.
"First team to finish wins the whoooole shebang," Chris explained. "And, the other team loses a member tonight! Since it's a relay race," he added, "you'll need something to pass: your mascots," he said with a grin. "Oh, intern~!"
A scrawny white boy with his long black hair flipped over his eyes walked up to Alejandro and Lindsay holding a pair of pet carriers; whatever was inside was snarling angrily enough for the two competitors to exchange a wary look. "Team Rat gets a mutant rat," Chris announced as the intern thrust a large, squealing, six-legged hairless rat into Alejandro's arms. "And Team Maggot gets," the host continued, "a mutant maggot."
A dramatic tune played as a large, slimy green maggot was thrust into Lindsay's arms. "Eww, I don't like maggots," she said in disgust.
"Aaaand," Chris said as he prepared an airhorn, "go!"
At the sound of the horn and the start of the series' typical tense challenge music, the giant boot swung down on the two campers. Alejandro managed to duck out of the way, but Lindsay was not so lucky and got sent flying with a scream. She landed in the mud between platforms, but kept the maggot held high. It burped as Chris said "And Lindsay gets the boot!"
Alejandro hopped across the gap between platforms with the rat in his arms.
"Alejandro takes the early lead," Chris continued, and the latino ran up to Dawn.
"Here you go," Alejandro offered the rat.
"Congratulations Alejandro," Dawn said as she took the rat from him, then turned and ran off down the course.
The shot cut to Dawn as she ran along her part of the platform. "Okay," she told the rat as it jittered at her, "you want me to move to the right?"
She moved the requested steps and avoided slamming face-first into a post. "Thank you." The rat jittered again. "And now I should stop?" She only got another two steps before a sudden cannon volley through the floor in front of her forced her to a stop.
"Oh no," Lindsay groaned to herself, now covered in mud as she ran along the first part of the platform with her maggot held out in front of her. She jumped the gap, and soon reached Shawn. "We're not too far behind, are we?" the blonde asked as she held out their team's mascot in what wasn't quite the right direction.
"Nothing I can't handle, so just give it to me," Shawn grabbed the maggot and dashed off.
"That was pretty easy," Lindsay said as she walked back the opposite way...and blindly fell into the gap between platforms, landing with a squelch of mud.
"The Maggots take the lead!" Chris called out as Shawn caught up to Dawn at the start of the cannonball run. Another cannon fired towards them, forcing both to dart and duck out of the way.
"Okay," Shawn said with a hint of nervousness, "this is easy! Just gotta dodge a bunch of cannons I can barely see, that's all!" He gulped and charged forward, leaving Dawn to chase after him.
The scene moved to Noah and Axel waiting at the start of the next leg, listening to the sound of cannonfire behind them.
Finally, Shawn ran up and thrust the maggot into Axel's arms. "Move, Axel!" Shawn commanded.
"You don't have to tell me twice!" Axel ran off. The challenge music rose up again as she sidled along the rolling log, just in time to see the wrecking ball swinging towards her. She steeled herself and jumped up, safely grabbing on to the ball and allowing it to carry her forward. She jumped off at the extent of its swing, and sailed further on through the air all the way to Beardo and Emma.
An out-of-breath Dawn ran up to Noah and handed over their rat. Noah took it and turned and ran towards the rolling logs.
"Here you go," Axel said as the shot cut back to her passing the maggot to Emma. "And don't screw up!"
"Like I was going to," Emma rolled her eyes before jumping on to the first precariously isolated platform. It immediately started to wobble and sink, and Emma cried out in alarm as the camera quick-panned to the base revealing the two mutant beavers making quick work of the pole. The focus moved back to the top as Emma tried to jump to the next platform, only for the one she was standing on to wobble in just the right way to cause her to fall down into the mud. "Oh no...," she said as she recovered and saw the two ferocious-looking beavers she had landed between.
"And Emma takes a dive!" Chris announced as the shot moved back to Noah crossing the rolling logs. "Will the Rats be able to retake the lead?"
"I sure hope so," Noah told himself, only to miss the wrecking ball swinging down at him. It caught him in the slide and sent him flying with a scream, all the way to a shocked and startled Beardo.
The shot briefly cut away to Chris and Chef sitting in green armchairs watching the challenge feed on a wide screen television set up nearby; they laughed uproariously as they watched Noah get hit and land.
The shot cut back to Emma, who was now being held by one beaver while the other hungrily took out a bottle of ketchup. "Please, let me go!" the blonde girl struggled, the maggot held close to her body. The second beaver opened the bottle of ketchup and licked its lips, causing Emma to gasp...then scowl. "I said, let me go!" she said forcefully, kicking first the ketchup-holding beaver and then the her-holding beaver between their legs, causing each to squeal in pain and fall over onto their backs holding their groins.
"Sorry," Emma told them with genuine concern, "but I repeatedly told you to stop, so it's not my fault."
She turned and ran off through the mud without another word, and Chris announced "And the Maggots are in it again!"
"Get going, Bigfoot!" Noah told Beardo as he handed the rat over to him.
Beardo nodded and turned forward, hopping to the first platform. It immediately wobbled, but he was able to hop to the next one before he fell – and this one seemed more stable.
The camera quick-panned down to the beavers as they got back on their feet and growled, then forward under the course to Emma, who had just started climbing up the supports of the next section of platform. "Oh no," she said as she tried to look back. "Please tell me they're not going to eat me again."
The shot cut to the top where Tyler and Mike were awaiting, and Beardo had finally gotten to the platform, sounding off a dinging sound to alert Tyler about his arrival.
"Thanks Beardo," Tyler said, grabbing the mutant rat from him. "Now it's Tyler time!" He turned and dashed down the course, just as Emma finally climbed up to the top of the platform with her team's maggot.
"And Tyler finally gets the Rats' lead back!" Chris announced as the camera followed the jock up to the Double Trouble apparatus.
"Extreme!!" Tyler cheered as he threw himself on to the first butt-shaped thing, landed on his face, and bounced off it with a cry of pain. He continued on in this way, painfully bouncing from one to the next until eventually he reached the end. "Dakota, take it!" he yelled to his teammate, the fame monger waiting with her back turned at the edge of the next platform, apparently looking at her own reflection in her mirror.
Despite stretching his rat-holding arms out towards her as he fell, Tyler was unable to make the pass-off in time before falling completely past her and landing in the mud. "Okay, ready!" Dakota said as she finally turned around.
The shot cut to Tyler face down in the mud, and the mutant rat scampered out of his grasp. "No! Come back!" he scrambled to his feet and chased after it.
"Mike, go already!" Emma told her teammate as the shot cut back to her holding the muddy and slimy maggot out to him.
Mike reached out for the mutated larva. "Got it!" he said, only for the larva to promptly vomit onto his face.
"Okay, I'm going," he said in disgust, turning and running off down the course. "Okay, Mike. It's just some jumps over an area you can barely see! You can do this, c'mon." The perspective briefly changed to show the blurry obstacle that Mike was approaching, then changed back to his head-on close-up as he inhaled.
"Wrong! Only vone person can do dis!" he declared in a fairly good Russian accent, his voice taking on a feminine aspect to accompany what almost looked like fuller lips and longer eyelashes as he began tiptoeing forward. "Svetlana, ze Olympic queen of gymnastics!" Svetlana then jumped onto the second butt-shaped object and handsprung onto the fourth. She flipped onto the platform in-between Dakota and Cameron with a vocalized cheer.
"Whoa!" Chris announced, the camera cutting to him and Chef on their chairs. "Mike unveils a secret skill and the Maggots retake the lead!"
Svetlana inhaled and returned to Mike. "Svetlana?" Cameron said in confusion. "Mike, how did you do that?"
"Huh? Uh, do what?" Mike chuckled nervously. "Uh, here you go." Cameron took the maggot with a suspicious glance at the theater boy.
The camera panned back to the left, reaching Dakota just as Tyler forced their team's mascot into her arms. "Here!" he commanded.
"Eww! Can you at least wipe it off?" Dakota complained in disgust.
Cameron was shown running forward. "Yes! Yes! I've never felt so alive!" he said in excitement until he froze at how far the mitt was. "I'm a dead man."
Dakota was able to catch up to the bubble boy and grab one of the ropes. "Well, Dakota fans, here goes nothing!" she told the camera and swung off.
She passed between the baseball bats, and planted her feet on the baseball mitt. The heiress slowly lost her standing and fell into the mud. After coughing out some mud, Dakota looked at her ruined appearance, and shrieked from the top of her lungs.
Back at the edge of the platform, Cameron grabbed the end of the other rope. He unleashed his own terrified cry as he swung blindly through the Grand Slam, and almost made it to the mitt – but slammed into one of the last bats with his legs spread wide. He painfully groaned as he slid down into the mud.
The footage skipped ahead to show a muddy Dakota running up for her second go, the ropes once again tied to a post on the side of the platform. "Dakota, over here!" an Italian voice from offscreen cried out, and Dakota looked up to see her paparazzi flying over in a hot air balloon. "Smile for us, beautiful heiress."
"Finally," she smiled and waved to her paparazzi as fashion music played in the background. "Hi! You're just in time for my, uh, mud bath!" The paparazzi began to take pictures of the fame monger posing with her rat.
"Ignore them and swing, Dakota!" Tyler called out to her, the shot cutting to show him and the other Rats standing on a nearby platform without the glasses that had been forced on them.
While this was going on, Cameron had returned and was planning his next swing. "Velocity times mass times wind speed..." he told himself until the maggot bit on his hand, causing him to scream and try to shake it off.
He walked backwards, unintentionally releasing one of the ropes tied to the log and causing his leg to be tied as he swung off the platform. He hit all the bats, and the peak of his swing put him just about over the mitt. It was then that the rope let go of Cameron and he fell down towards the goal, landing on his chest with a moan as the maggot landed on top of his legs.
"The Maggots win!" Chris announced, and the maggot mascot vomited down onto Cameron's face.
Lindsay, Mike, Axel, Shawn, and Emma cheered, having also discarded their glasses, while the five nearby members of the Toxic Rats groaned once more.
"To the Maggots, the spoils," Chris announced as Chef walked over to the winning team holding some kind of gift basket. "McLean Brand Soap, Shampoo, and Conditioner. Guaranteed to wash off the stink!" A pleasant jingle played over a close-up of the gift basket, showing off its contents against a radiant yellow background.
"I dunno. Stink isn't so bad," Shawn remarked, earning a weird look from his team.
"Rats, see you at the elimination ceremony!' Chris added with his usual smile.
The five members of the Rats groaned for a third time. "I could've used the reward to wash off the mess," Noah groaned.
"Yeah, but winning isn't everything," Tyler tried to cheer up the team.
"Oh. And as for Dakota's annoying entourage?" Chris continued. "Chef?"
With a slingshot, Chef flung a rock at the balloon. The rock ripped through the balloon, and sent it, along with the paparazzi in the hot air balloon's basket, flying off into the distance.
"Um, rude!" Dakota chided furiously.
The footage flashed ahead to all of the Toxic Rats except for Dakota and Beardo assembled at the steps leading up to their cabin. The camera focused on Alejandro, who was standing on the ground in front of the others. "After today's show of performance, it's pretty clear that we should vote out Dakota tonight."
"Don't say that!" Tyler replied. "I know she's easily distracted, but we should give her another chance."
"You just want her around because she's attractive and you have your eyes on her," Noah mentioned while he was reading a book.
"A great darkness is surrounding Dakota," Dawn said. "If she stays on the island, disaster will befall her."
"And how do you know this, Pixie Dust?" Noah asked.
"I read my tea leaves before this meeting was assembled," Dawn answered.
The footage flashed ahead again to show the Toxic Rats at the campfire pit, Chef and Chris standing before them with their respective marshmallows.
"Ready?" Chris asked. "Everyone gets a marshmallow, even the loser!" The shot cut to a close-up of the strongbox in Chef's mitted hands. "But that's one marshmallow you do not wanna eat," Chris added as his assistant flipped the lid up and revealed the bright glowing thing inside.
"To the votes! The following people are safe," the host said, picking up the first normal marshmallow off his tray. "Noah." The bookworm had his prize land on the book he was reading.
"Dawn." The moonchild sitting next to him was next, happily catching her marshmallow.
"Alejandro." Next came the arch villain, who effortlessly caught his prize with a hand.
"And Tyler." The klutz grinned as his marshmallow fell into his open hands.
"Which leaves, Dakota and Bartholomew," Chris announced, earning a nervous look from the human soundboard and a shocked look from the fame monger.
"What?!" Dakota asked in shock as she filed her nails.
"And the Marshmallow of Loserdom goes to," Chris said, trailing off as the camera slowly zoomed in on the faces of the bottom two campers, Beardo chattering his teeth and Dakota filing faster.
"Beardo," the host finished.
"No! This has to be a mistake!" Dakota said as Beardo caught his marshmallow with his mouth. "I didn't get my spin-off series yet! Noooo!"
Chef placed Dakota over his shoulder and carried her down to the Hurl of Shame as Tyler watched with a forlorn expression.
Confessional: Tyler
"I knew Dakota was going to be the one eliminated. That doesn't change how much I can't believe it," Tyler confessed. "Even though she is beautiful, there is more that I like about her."
Confessional Ends
The footage cut over to the Dock of Shame, the camera zoomed in on Chris and Dakota in the catapult's bucket.
"Any last words before we give you the Hurl of Shame, Dakota?" Chris asked the fame monger.
"Um, yeah. First of all..." Dakota said before Chris unflinchingly launched her into the air, screaming as she disappeared into the night.
Chris laughed. "It was a rhetorical question. Two hurls down, eleven to go! Who will be eliminated next?" he asked the camera. "Tune in, and find out, on Total! Drama! Revenge! Of! The Island!"
(Roll the Credits)
Staci - 13th
Dakota - 12th
Mutant Maggots: Axel, Cameron, Emma, Lindsay, Mike, Shawn
Toxic Rats: Alejandro, Beardo, Dawn, Noah, Tyler
Author's Note: Given the roster we had and how easily we can tie Dakota into the plot as a non-contestant, she was a very easy second boot. Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter though. Apologies to all Dakota fans though but like I said in the review responses, she's getting a happy ending.