Total Mingled Revenge Of The Island

by Cody Fanatic

Sequel to Mingled World Tour: After three seasons of dealing with the same cast, Chris decides it’s time to introduce an all new cast to the show… in a toxic waste infested island. How will our thirteen newbies compete about this turn of events? Find out on Total Mingled Revenge Of The Island.

12. The Enchanted Franken-Forest

Anonymous: Fun fact: Had Alejandro been the main villain of this season, then Axel would indeed go in the tenth episode since Alejandro would use the idol to eliminate her.

SuperSonicHeroes: If we hated Scott receiving that treatment, then no way would we have Noah suffer the same fate.

Guest: Interesting.

acosta perez jose ramiro: The Sam clone isn't as insane as Feral Ezekiel, so Noah will be okay.

WarriorTwin: That sadistic SOB suffering surely shines our heartstrings.

The Riverian: Much appreciated.

Boys: Shawn

Girls: Axel, Emma

Episode 12: The Enchanted Franken-Forest

"Previously, on Total Drama Revenge of the Island! I took some time off, for personal reasons that I'd rather not discuss," Chris said with a feigned calmness, the recap beginning with him stepping into Noah's snare and getting flung into the communal washroom while the campers cringed. "Hey! Who edited that in there? Not funny guys!"

"Okay, that's better. Chef led the Final Four players in a revolting cook-off, which resulted in Axel upchucking 25% of her insides."

"Meanwhile, Shawn did about as well as you'd expect a nut job like him to, and almost won because of Emma."

"And thanks to Noah's trap failing, Axel won and he got voted out by none other than his own allies."

"Which leads us to...!" Chris continued with rising excitement...until the footage went back to him getting swung into the communal washrooms, the clip repeating over and over and over. "Hey! No! Nnno!" he said in growing alarm, the camera zooming out to show the footage being played on a widescreen television watched by Chris on the Dock of Shame. He gripped the arms of his deck chair, then stood up and shoved the TV cart into the lake with a grunt of "Not funny!"

"That editor is so fired," he said, turning his back on his shame and dusting his hands off. "Ten players down, three to go!" he told the camera, putting his usual smile back on. "Only two will move on to the final round. Who will be left standing? Find out, right now! On Total! Drama! Revenge, of the Island!"

(Theme Song)

The episode opened on the sole remaining cabin, but quickly cut inside to the girls' room to show Emma and Axel in turns as they locked eyes and sat on their bunks.

"Hope you enjoy your last day on the island Emma," Axel started.

"You seriously think that you won't be targeted by us?" Emma said back. "How arrogant are you, Axel?"

"Don't get too comfortable!" Axel said. "Shawn's probably going to ditch you and win for himself considering how single-minded he is."

"Don't think I'm not going to play hardball, because the ball is not soft," Emma replied. "And I don't believe you one bit."

Confessional: Axel

"I normally make punching bags that look like people I want to beat to give me extra motivation," Axel confessed, "but all I need is to picture Emma or Shawn's screams after one of them is launched from that catapult. And I might as well try to turn the two against each other so that I'll snag the win from them."

Confessional: Emma

"I hate that Axel won the last challenge, and out of pure luck," Emma said with a groan. "If she hadn't, the Final Three wouldn't have had any antagonistic players for the first time in forever. It's a good thing I can trust Shawn to help me take her down."

Confessionals End

"Axel has to go!" Emma declared as the scene moved to outside the mess hall, the camera once again cutting inside after a few moments. Emma was now seated across from Shawn at the end of the door-ward table with her back to the window, a single boiled egg in an egg cup before each of them. "But I don't know how to make that happen. I'm more of a person that charges ahead rather than planning my moves."

"Most of my plans are based on survival," Shawn told her. "Not so much as getting people eliminated. The point is, I know the two of us can beat her because as long as we stick together, there's nothing she can do to us."

"Are you sure?" Emma asked. "Because Axel did bring up the fact that you only do things for yourself sometimes and that you'll ditch me when the time comes," she said, looking behind Shawn and causing him to look over his shoulder.

The perspective changed to show Axel sitting at another table, her back to the kitchen as she focused on repeatedly trying to crack the shell of her egg with a spoon, growing more frustrated with each failed attempt. "Not that I'm letting that sink into my mind or anything," Emma said from behind the camera. Now scowling in anger, Axel picked up her uncracked egg and slammed it onto the table...only for it to ricochet off and hit Chef in the side of the head as he walked past the open counter carrying a stack of dirty plates and dishes. The cook was felled with a startled cry, with another weaker one to follow as the dishes crashed down on top of him. Axel, in wide-eyed shock, quickly inched away to the right.

The shot cut back to Emma and Shawn. "Okay," he told his friend as he turned back to face her, "I am self-focused and willing to flee from danger any chance I get. That does not mean I'm letting go of this alliance, even if Noah was the one that created it."

"And he's not here anymore, so we don't have a leader," Emma said.

"Also, Axel told me that you tried to sabotage her in the vehicle challenge and may do the same to me," Shawn told her. "Care to explain that?"

Emma shot him an incredulous look, but kept her composure. "I did that to make sure that Noah would win since I thought Axel had the totem," she told him. "If she won that challenge, she likely would have used it in this episode or the previous."

"So that was all to make sure that Axel would play her totem?" Shawn asked. "Smart thinking."

"I'm not even thinking about wronging you at all," Emma said. "Axel's just trying to mess with us, and like you said, we have to stay united so that she won't break us up."

Shawn smirked. "Heck yeah!" he said, and they shared a high five.

The perspective moved across the room to show Axel watching them, then shifted again to her front as she smirked.

Confessional: Axel

"I know they're not going to crumble easily," Axel confessed. "However, I do know that the upcoming challenge will be a different story."

Confessional: Shawn

"I am a little bit more worried about Axel still being in the game," Shawn confessed next. "She attempted to get into me and Emma's heads, but I want to make sure that doesn't happen or else it'll be my butt in the Hurl of Shame!"

Confessionals End

The scene cut to the sun, then panned down to Emma, Shawn, and Axel standing before Chris on a path through a rather unusual stretch of forest. The host was standing to a tall flower with a drooping, slender, vase-like orange bulb.

"Finalists!" he opened. "Welcome to, the Mutant Forest of Terror!" The camera cut around to show the path leading past giant, spiked, and tentacled mushrooms, prickly vines, and thorny, almost rock-like plant spires. A massive housefly flew past from one direction, and a laser squirrel scampered across the path from the other.

"Oh. Wow," Emma said, looking up in fear and taking a few steps back to the side. She stopped when faced with a sudden jet of steam erupting from the ground, and the earth below her feet soon crumbled into a steamy sinkhole with an eerie green glow. She screamed as she fell, but Shawn quickly grabbed her arm.

"Oh yeah," Chris said as Shawn glared at him and the camera cut to the bubbling pool of liquid waste at the bottom of the hole, "watch your step! Biohazardous sinkholes: they put the mutant in 'Mutant Forest of Terror'." The shot panned up to Emma as she looked down in terror, only to cry out suddenly as she was lifted back up by Shawn.

Emma let out a breath of relief as he set her back on the ground. "Thank you," she said. "Seriously."

"They're also where Chef gets his Marshmallows of Toxic Loserdom," Chris continued, the sound of a fishing line being reeled in drawing the camera's attention to the cook in question, now dressed in his hazmat suit as he fished a glowing green marshmallow out of another sinkhole. "One of you gets to eat that later!" Chris said with delighted anticipation.

"Yet you say that we didn't want to eat those on our first day here!" Shawn retorted.

"The challenge," Chris continued again unflinchingly. "Race through the mutant forest to find the elusive Chris-a-lis flower," he explained, holding up a notebook with a photograph on the front of a dark pink flower with four petals and a winged stem. The shot cut in closer to pan up across the photo, showing the odd, two-toned stem and the hints of some sort of jagged white spikes near its base. "First person to present it to me wins immunity," the host finished.

"So what you're saying is," Shawn added, "the winner chooses who goes to the finale with them!" He looked over at Emma, and the two shared a smile.

"Yeah," Chris replied in annoyance, "thanks for doing my job, nutty."

"So let me get this straight," Axel said, walking over with annoyance of her own rapidly shifting into anger. "After an entire season of deadly creatures and bombs, you want the finalists to be decided by a flower-picking contest. How low even are your standards?"

"Trust me, this challenge is totally up to my standards," Chris answered with an impish smile. "Why don't you just take a step closer to see what I mean."

Axel immediately looked at the vase-like flower between her and the host. "What could this flower even do besides try to devour me," she said after a moment.

She took a step forward. The flower bulged, then spat fire onto her pants.

Axel screamed, jumping back and frantically trying to pat out the small fire on her clothes. Chris laughed at her pain, and Chef – now back in his normal clothes and carrying a fire extinguisher – soon arrived and put out the fire.

"This place is full of those pretty little deadly flowers," Chris said with delight. "But the flower you're looking for is attached to an even more deadly plant: a Venus flytrap! Or as I like to call him," he added slyly, "Larry."

Shawn gasped. "Hey, aren't those the plants that eat meat?"

"Most are only about the size of your average housefly," Axel smirked. "So keep your brain away from it like you normally do with make-believe zombies and you should be fine."

Chris walked up between Shawn and Axel and earned the silent attention of all three campers. "If I were you, I'd save the insults for when you're in the forest and probably on fire. It's funnier for us that way. Find Larry," he added, "and you find the flower. Oh, and watch your step." The shot cut outward to show a massive sinkhole a short ways away. "Those sinkholes are everywhere."

As if on cue, the southeast Asian male intern ran in from the left carrying a boom mic, and unintentionally fell straight into the hole with a cry and a splash. "Wait for it...," Chris said. Moments later, the intern emerged from the hole – or rather flew out of it. He had been mutated quite thoroughly: his left foot and right arm browned and swollen and misshapen; shorts spikes jutting out of his right shoulder; spots on his neck and sharper teeth and an enlarged left eye; and a pair of bat-like wings coming from his back. He let out some sort of pained roar, then flew off. "See you Josh!" his former boss called out. "Enjoy your new job at the circus!"

"So how exactly are we supposed to find Larry?" Emma asked after a moment.

Chris responded by holding up a parchment map to them. "Score! We each get a map!" Shawn said in celebration as the camera panned across a close-up of the map, showing little more than a winding dotted line leading from a bright green dot with an arrow pointing at it to a large, ornate X.

"Pfft, no," Chris corrected, pulling the map back off-camera and tearing it up. "You each get a piece of the map!" he said, handing two strips to Emma and Shawn, and the third to Axel. "You think printer ink grows on trees?" The shot moved back enough to show the entire group again, the three campers studying their pieces of the map closely. "You can work together or you can go it alone," he told them before walking away to the left. "It's your call."

The shot focused in on Shawn and Emma putting their pieces together. "Well," Shawn said as the perspective moved between their shoulders, "looks like we only got the start and the middle."

"Which means the end is...," Emma added, the camera moving back in front of them as they raised their heads and looked over at Axel.

"Right where it belongs," Axel said, folding the scrap of parchment up and sticking it into her pocket. She smirked when she saw the others looking at her, and said "Don't expect me to share it with you."

"Whatever," Shawn said as he and Emma began to walk forward, giving Axel dirty looks as they passed her by. "We can find Larry without it. Especially since I know how to avoid those sinkholes."

"Really?" Emma asked in surprise.

"Yeah," Shawn nodded, eyes closed proudly. "There's a whole bunch of steam before the ground falls in. So we just need to look out for steam jets-" a jet of steam shot unnoticed next to him, and the ground beneath him promptly collapsed. He screamed in shock, but was quickly saved by Emma pulling him to solid ground.

"...so we can avoid falling in?" Emma finished for him with a smile that he returned sheepishly before looking at the sinkhole he'd almost fallen in.

"Thanks for the tip," Axel shot at them as she walked past. "Good luck with your supposed 'friendship finale'," she said, chuckling as she walked off camera.

The shot zoomed in on Shawn's annoyed face.

Confessional: Shawn

"Axel's more of a pain than vampires and more spooky than ghosts are," Shawn told the confessional. "If she really is one of them, then I may have overcome my fears."

Confessional: Axel

"I don't know if Chris meant to give me this part of the map," Axel said as she examined her piece with a broad smile, "but he might as well have handed me victory along with it. I can just follow the others until their part of the path ends, then ditch them and collect the flower." She folded the piece of parchment up and stuck it back into her pocket, then looked at the camera. "As long as I keep myself hidden, they won't catch on," she finished.

Confessionals End

The music turned tense as Axel broke into a run, then after a few seconds, dived behind one of the giant mushrooms the mutant forest was filled with. The camera zoomed in as she leaned out from behind it and looked around warily, only to notice something a moment later and dart back into hiding. A zoom back out revealed Shawn and Emma walking up the path, the preppy girl in front carrying both map pieces with the conspiracy nut bringing up the rear but still looking annoyed.

"So we only have the first two parts of the map," Emma said, a jet of steam erupting from the ground next to her which prompted her to hop forward past the edge of the rapidly-sinking earth. "Watch out for that sinkhole by the way," she looked back over her shoulder and smiled. "...and mutants, too," she added after looking forward again and thinking a little.

Shawn looked up at her. "You see where Axel went? I know she has a plan, and we need to watch out for it." As they passed the large mushroom in the background, Axel leaned out from behind it unnoticed and smirked. She quickly tiptoed to the next piece of cover, a gnarled-looking tree, and ducked behind it as well before the others saw her.

Emma shrugged. "I don't think we'll see her until we reach the end of our map," she said. "But I've got a plan. She's probably following us to where her map starts, so we wait until she passes us and then follow her to the flower. Pretty smart right?"

Unnoticed by the preppy girl, Shawn looked at her rather nervously. "Yeah," he said in an unsure tone that she didn't seem to notice. "Smart."

Emma finally seemed to notice her friend's mood. "Hey," she asked in concern. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah!" Shawn answered suddenly enough to startle her. "Everything's cool! But let me hold on to that map, just until we reach the end?"

"That's fine... I guess," Emma said uncertainly, handing him the map fragments. "I mean it doesn't really matter which one of us grabs the flower in the end." The shot briefly cut to Axel smirking from behind one of the strange rock-like pillars growing out of the ground.

Axel picked up a small stone and tossed it ahead on the path. The shot cut to Emma and Shawn as they heard something rustle ahead of them.

Shawn narrowed his eyes and growled. "I know you're out there Axel!" he called out, then ran off with the two map fragments still in hand.

"Shawn, wait!" Emma called after. She let out her breath, palmed her face, and groaned.

A few deep notes played as she ran off, leaving the camera to zoom in on Axel watching from behind another gnarled tree. She chuckled a little to herself, then left the safety of her cover. "Well, that should distract them long enough for me to get that flower."

She broke into a confident jog through the unbeaten mutant forest...and promptly smacked into the back of a gigantic housefly. It promptly wheeled around on her and buzzed angrily, causing her to scream and run past it.

Confessional: Axel

"Note to self: always pay attention to where you're going," Axel grumbled in the confessional.

Confessional Ends

"Where are you?" Shawn called out as he ran along the path, walking into a fire-breathing flower in his distraction. Finally looking forward again, he yelped upon noticing the plant's ominous bulge, then yelped again as he dodged out of the way of its fiery spurt. "That was close," he said, wiping the sweat from his brow as he walked a couple steps away. "That almost took out our map."

He paused a second, blinked, then looked down at the scraps of parchment in his hands as though he'd only just remembered them. "Oh right. I need to make sure I know where I'm going." The shot cut to the image of the two partial map fragments as he held them side-by-side, then back out as he started to look from them to his surroundings. He absentmindedly took a couple steps back the way he'd come, looked at his map again, then turned back towards the path heading right.

As he consulted his map again, the shot zoomed outward to show that not only was he next to the fire-flower again, but that it was preparing to use its signature weapon as well.

"I watched a movie with a giant Venus Flytrap a while back," Shawn reasoned, unaware of the sizzling sound and small plume of smoke coming from his backside, "and it lived in a swamp! So me and Emma should just look for a swamp!" he declared in realization, perking up and sniffing the air in sudden confusion. "Hey, why do I smell hamburgers?" he asked before stiffening in alarm and looking over his shoulder to see his pants on fire.

"My butt is burning!" he cried out in panic before running off down the path, wildly trying to pat the flames out.

The music became tense and fast-paced again as the scene flashed to Emma, running along and leaving a trail of steam jets and sinkholes in her wake. She seemed too focused on looking around to notice, however, and none of them came close to catching her regardless, so she soon skidded to a halt it safely, though unknowingly, in front of the same fire-flower that had burned Shawn.

"Where'd he go?" she asked, looking around again in concern. "I thought I heard him around here!"

A rustle and crash in the background underbrush caught her attention moments later, and her brow shot up in surprise as Axel suddenly ran out into the open, the massive fly that was now flying behind her sucking on her head.

"Go away!" Axel told it. "I don't have time for this!"

Emma watched in silence as she ran by the fire-flower, stepped on a patch of ground that caused a jet of steam to erupt behind her, and fell with a startled scream into the ensuing sinkhole. The mutant fly detached itself and flew off, and the camera cut in to Axel hanging on to the edge of the hole. "Somebody help me!" she called out desperately, the music becoming even faster and more intense.

As she struggled to gain a foothold, the camera cut in close as one of her hands began to slip...only for Emma's to grab on to it, the background music becoming triumphant as she was lifted back to safety.

"Thank you!" Axel said, the moment her feet touched the ground. "I didn't become a mutated freak," she said under Emma's stern glare. Her gaze followed her as she tried to slink away, but after a few steps, she stopped and sighed. "Okay, I'll share my part of the map with you," she said, pulling the scrap of parchment in question out of her pocket.

"Don't you think you could be a little more grateful?" Emma asked with her hands on her hips.

"You tried to cheat me out of the win two episodes ago," Axel replied. "But are you worried that you'll go home if I do win?"

"Well...yeah," Emma admitted hesitantly. "I don't even know which one of us you hate more."

"Currently, I hate you and Shawn equally," Axel told her. "I'm fine with helping you get to the flower, but once we get there, it's every woman for herself."

Emma sighed. "Yeah, I figured," she said, leaning over to look at her piece of the map. "So, where are we on this anyway?"

"That depends," Axel replied. "Where did the trail end on your parts?"

"Good question," Emma said and looked around.

Axel sighed. "Let me guess. Shawn ran off with both parts alone, didn't he?" She looked to Emma, who nodded in confirmation.

Shawn's scream filled the air as the scene flashed back to him, now rolling back and forth along the ground to put out his flaming pants. Though he extinguished them quickly, he kept rolling further on to the right in his blind panic, only just managing to stop at the edge of a bubbling, steaming, bright green body of water. He sighed in relief, got back to his feet, turned around, and gasped as the music started to boom ominously.

"Hey! A swamp!" he exclaimed in breathless awe, the shot cutting outward to show more of the waste-filled environment he now found himself in. A trail of small stepping stones led from the shore into the bog, and after approaching them, he stopped and gasped again. "And the flytrap!" he exclaimed, the shot pulling back even more then panning to the right along the stepping stone path to reveal the utterly massive Venus flytrap – Chris-a-lis flower and all – waiting next to a dead tree on a small, desolate island. "He's huge," Shawn said in fearful awe.

"No," Chris's voice came suddenly over a loudspeaker wired in to a nearby tree, "he's colossal." He laughed, and the camera cut over to show him waiting in a white deck chair at what appeared to be the finish line for the challenge, watching a live feed of the bog on a television cart. "Will Shawn live long enough to pick that flower?" he asked the camera. "And where the heck are Emma and Axel? Find out when we return, on Total! Drama! Rrrevenge, of the Island!"

(Commercial Break)

The episode resumed on Chris in his chair, now with a notebook open on his lap and Chef standing behind him. "Ahh, Larry," the host sighed, "he used to be such a sweet, cuddly little guy. We were inseparable," the camera cut in for a close-up of the book's contents, revealing it to be a photo album. The shot panned from a picture of Chris pushing a small potted flytrap in a baby carriage, to playing table tennis with the younger plant who held the paddle in its jaw-like leaves. "Until I left him on the island, and...kinda forgot about him for awhile while the toxic waste piled up," he said with a hint of remorse as the camera panned down to a photo of a slightly drooping Larry surrounded by waste barrels, "mutating him into a freakish botanical mistake."

Chris closed the album, and the shot cut back to him and Chef. "They grow up so fast," Chris said, putting a hand on the album cover and beginning to cry. Chef rolled his eyes.

Confessional: Chef Hatchet

"I knew coming back to the island would dig up old memories," Chef told the outhouse camera, "but crying over a stupid plant? That's just pathetic," he said, shaking his head.

Confessional Ends

"Let's see," Shawn thought to himself, looking up and down the path towards Larry. "I can just use those stepping stones," he said, the camera panning across them...then focusing in on one that looked rather more like the peak of a giant turtle shell than anything else.

The shot cut back to the conspiracy nut, who had backed up a few feet from the edge. He took a deep breath, then launched himself forward with a grin. He cleared the first four stones with ease, but stumbled on the fifth – the turtle shell. The music blared dramatically as the shell began to shake, and Shawn gasped in surprise as the mutant beast rose out of the toxic water to glare at him, then rear back on its hind legs and roar. Shawn was sent flying by the motion, and landed in a painful heap back where he'd started.

Confessional: Shawn

"I just want to set the record straight," Shawn told the outhouse with arms crossed in irritation. "That turtle got the drop on me. If I knew he was there, that wouldn't have happened!"

Confessional Ends

"Shawn!" Emma said, suddenly rushing to his side as the conspiracy nut picked himself up and dusted himself off. "What happened?"

"If I had to guess," Axel said with a smirk as she emerged from the forest, "he got his butt handed to him by that giant turtle over there."

Shawn sent her a glare that turned to mild panic when he turned back to Emma. "Hey, why are you two together?" he asked, sounding slightly nervous. "You're not gonna team up and take me out? Are you?"

"Who knows?" Axel replied with an impish shrug as she walked past the conspiracy nut and looked out over the bog.

"I do," Emma scowled, her expression softening when she turned to Shawn. "Look, I just saved her from a sinkhole so she decided to share her map, that's all," she explained.

"Okay. I'm gonna get that flower." Shawn ran forward again, this time leaping into the air, landing on the head of the turtle and stunning it, jumping off again, and landing right next to the Chris-a-lis flower – which was about chin-height compared to him, with the jaw-like out leaves being utterly massive in comparison.

"Yes," he smiled to himself, reaching out slowly for the flower in excited anticipation. "This challenge-" The shot cut to Emma and Axel watching astounded, then back to Shawn as he touched the flower...and the leaf-jaws of Larry snapped up around him in an instant.

Emma gasped. "It... ate him! Alive!"

"And with that, we have our final two..." Axel said to herself. "And I never wanted it this way.

The shot cut back to Larry as small, sharp bulges suddenly started forming one after the other as Shawn struggled to break free. "Let me out, you overgrown fern!" he shouted, his blows becoming stronger and stronger until Larry was forced to spit him out with enough force that he smacked against a tree and slid down to the ground, covered in digestive fluids and groaning. "So this is what hot dogs feel like, and I love eating them," he said woozily.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked, pulling the conspiracy nut to his feet then cringing at the thick, stringy digestive fluids that had gotten on her hand.

"Yeah, I'll be back from Cloud 9," Shawn answered, swaying a little before collapsing back onto the ground to Emma's shock.

The focus moved back to Axel as she looked from her rivals to their shared obstacle, the sound of movement quickly getting her attention. The camera cut over to show Larry opening his leaf-jaws back up, the tongue-like Chris-a-lis flower popping out moments later.

"Okay Axel, it's time to form a plan," Axel said to herself. "More than likely that flower is what triggers his jaws closing," she thought aloud as a faded clip of Shawn getting eaten second earlier was replayed, "which means anyone touching it needs to be pretty fast if they don't wanna end up as plant food. But how can I use that to my advantage?" She thought for a second, then snapped her fingers and smirked in realization. "Por supuesto!" she said to herself, turning around and walking back towards the forest.

The camera zoomed in to Emma and Shawn in the background as Axel passed them by in the fore, and Shawn shook away his daze and got back on his feet.

"Now are you okay?" Emma asked again as Shawn stood up by himself.

"Yeah," Shawn answered, "I think so."

Emma looked back towards Larry still lying motionless with his flower out enticingly, then back again at Shawn. "That's good," she said, "After what just happened, I don't think we can get the flower by ourselves."

The conspiracy nut shot her a suspicious look. "Don't worry!" Shawn declared after a second. "I have a plan!"

The music turned dramatic again as the footage skipped ahead to Shawn, standing alone by the edge of the bog letting out the slack of a vine that led up into the trees. "I don't like this plan Shawn!" Emma was heard yelling, the camera panning up along the length of the vine to the branch it had been thrown over, and down to the other end tied around her waist.

"You don't have to like it!" Shawn called out in response, the shot zooming outward to show Emma hanging over Larry's open maw, slowly being lowered towards the flower in its center. "We just have to trust each other, right? And work as a team!"

Confessional: Emma

"What is going on with Shawn today?" Emma asked.

Confessional Ends

Emma was lowered further and further towards Larry's flower as the dramatic music resumed. "A-A-Almost there," she called out hesitantly as she reached towards her target. "Just... Just a little more...!" The camera zoomed in on the flower as her hands drew inches away from it. Before she could touch it, however, a few greenish motes of something drifted up from the Chris-a-lis and into Emma's face; her eyes widened slightly and her nose twitched, but though she struggled to hold it back, she couldn't help but sneeze. The force of it was enough to cause her to swing to the right away from the flower, its petals now fluttering in the slight wind caused by the sneeze.

The camera panned down to show Larry's jaw-leaves start to twitch, then over to Shawn as he scowled and started pulling on the vine – and Emma along with it, yanking her away as she began to swing back towards the middle...right as Larry's jaws snapped shut. She was pulled forcefully all the way back up to the tree branch, stopping only after hitting her head on it – and cracking it slightly, as the shot zoomed in ominously to show.

"Hey, what's your deal?" Emma asked, rubbing her head in pain as she hung below the branch.

"I have the same question for you," Shawn replied.

"I guess I must be allergic to mutant Venus flytrap pollen," Emma answered.

"Uhh, good to know?" Shawn said awkwardly, briefly looking towards Larry as he opened back up. "You don't have to do this, you know that right?" he asked Emma. "I'm fine trying to get the flower some other way."

Emma looked down at him sternly. "I don't like this plan, but it's the best one we have," she told him. "I trust you not to drop me, so trust me to get this flower. It'll be worth it when we win."

Shawn's eyes narrowed in suspicion, but he nodded and lowered his partner back towards the exposed flower. The shot cut back up to the branch to show it creak and crack just a little bit more as the vine quickly slid over it.

"Closer, closer," Emma called out to him, eyes locked onto her target as she descended towards it again a few inches at a time. "Just a little bit more and I can reach it!" she said with a grin of anticipation, the shot panning down to the flower mid-sentence – but at its end, a vine-lasso suddenly looped around it and plucked it off its stalk.

"I'll take that!" Axel exclaimed, the shot cutting to her standing on the opposite bank, reeling in her vine-lasso and discarding it once the Chris-a-lis flower was in her hands. She turned and dashed away in the opposite direction.

The shot quick-panned back over to Shawn's angry expression, which quickly dropped when he heard Emma scream. He quickly pulled on her vine with all his might, yanking Emma away just as Larry's leaf-jaws snapped close. However, the force of his pull finally snapped the branch the vine was draped over, causing Emma to arc through the air and land on her partner.

"I'm so sorry!" Emma apologized, still lying on top of Shawn. "I had no idea that Axel would do that!"

Shawn looked at her incredulously. "Likely story," he replied in disbelief and growing outrage.

"What?" Emma asked in genuine confusion.

The conspiracy nut pushed her off him with a grunt of disgust, but quickly had his attention caught by a rumbling coming from Larry's direction. His head-like leaf-maw rose up on a neck-like stem, ending in a dirty, grassy 'body' with several roots sticking out like limbs. He opened his 'mouth' and roared, then ran off in the direction Axel had gone.

Shawn and Emma gasped in shock and horror. Then, after a moment, Emma turned and asked "Are we still a team?"

"...yeah, fine," Shawn sighed after a moment.

The scene cut to Axel, running as fast as she could with the flower in hand and a smile on her face. She laughed to herself, "Another plan perfectly executed!"

A thunderous stomping coming up behind her caught her attention, and upon looking back over her shoulder, she said "What the heck?"

One of Larry's massive root-limbs suddenly shot out and grabbed her. "How did you- Chris never said you could walk!" she shouted, descending into a scream as Larry held her upside-down close by.

Her scream caught the attention of Emma and Shawn as they ran down the path towards her. Shawn sped up, and just as Larry was about to eat Axel, he jumped up and snatched the flower from the survivalist's dangling hand, quipping "This flower is property of Shawn!" as he dropped back down to the ground.

Larry's maw snapped close, but after he moved Axel out of the way. "Get back here with that!" the survivalist called out angrily before Larry unceremoniously tossed her over his 'shoulder' and ran off in pursuit of Shawn.

Axel landed head-first in the side of one of the giant mutant mushrooms, her lower half sticking out right in front of a fire-flower. "You're gonna get it when I get out of here!" she shouted angrily through the mushroom, prompting the fire-flower to ignite her pants. "NOT AGAIN!" she screamed.

The shot cut back to Shawn, flower in his hand and Larry on his tail. He leaped and rolled as the flytrap tried to trip him up with a swing from one of his roots, then looked to his right as the shot pulled back, revealing Emma running alongside them.

"Throw it to me!" Emma said, waving her arms wildly to get his attention. "I'm open!" Shawn looked from her to the flower and back again with a hesitant look on his face, but nodded just the same and tossed it her way. She jumped and caught it in both hands, then cried out "Got it!" in excitement.

She promptly sneezed, which caused her to duck under a swipe from Larry's roots. She narrowly dodged a second one, then looked up in terror – Larry was now standing over her, and roared angrily.

Emma screamed and ran, scrambling under the mutant plant's root-limbs and running forward with the flower stretched out in front of her. The camera zoomed out to show Larry right behind her and Shawn further in front, a worried look on her face. "Pass it back here!" Shawn called out to her. "Hurry! It's gaining on you!"

The music cut away suddenly as the scene moved to Chris and Chef waiting at the finish line, watching the live feed of the massive flytrap's pursuit. "Take your time, Em!" the host called out, pausing to laugh. "Larry hasn't had a decent meal since I stopped feeding him after season one. Poor guy must be famished."

"Come on Emma!" Shawn called out, the challenge music resuming just as quickly as it had cut away. "Throw me the flower! What happened to all that stuff about trust?!"

"You tell me!" Emma replied, briefly glancing over her shoulder to see Larry still stomping along right behind her. "You clearly don't trust me, and you'll probably just vote me off just to make the final two easier for you!"

Shawn hesitated for a moment. "Not if you won't throw me that flower I won't!" he admitted.

Emma gasped indignantly. "If you don't trust me now, then how can I trust you to take me to the finale if you win?" she asked.

Larry snapped her up without warning, but his flower was dropped and drifted forward in the wind.

The shot cut to Chris as he watched the feed and laughed. "You're welcome, Larry!" he called out to the plant.

"Let me out!" Emma shouted as she struggled against Larry's maw, the plant monster drawing back to his full height and chewing with the preppy girl in his mouth.

Shawn gasped in shock and horror and took a step towards them, but then gasped again when he noticed the flower floating away down the path.

"I can win this," he said to himself, looking back to see the Chris-a-lis flower now on the ground. "But is that really what I want?" he added, looking back at Larry as the preppy girl continued to scream from within. Shawn's eyes widened in alarm, and a grand yet emotional tune began to play as the footage flashed back to a montage of clips from throughout the season.

Shawn grabbed onto the hatchet buried in the wooden carving and tried to pull it free, but it didn't budge.

"Just give him a chance, please," Emma advised the team.

"Don't you think we should at least wait until the others are free?" Shawn asked his teammate.

"Hey, I thought you didn't want to rescue them," Emma asked in disbelief as the camera zoomed in on her and the two boys.

"No," Shawn corrected, "I just didn't want to work with someone I thought I couldn't trust anymore, but you proved me wrong Emma."

"But I'll have to pass on the alliance offer," Shawn said.

"How come?" Emma asked in a disappointed tone.

"I'm more of a solo guy, but I wouldn't be against helping you out if you need it," Shawn answered.

"Okay, but let me know if you change your mind," Emma replied.

Emma skidded to a stop and looked around. "Shawn?" she asked worriedly.

"Emma!" Shawn called out, gaining both her and the camera's attention. The shot quick-panned to show Shawn barely hanging on to the edge of the cliff.

"Hold on!" Emma yelled. "I'll help you up!"

"So what you're saying is," Shawn added, "the winner chooses who goes to the finale with them!" He looked over at Emma, and the two shared a smile.

The montage ended and the scene cut back to an upwards shot of Shawn standing before Larry with his back to the camera. "She has been there for me since the beginning," he said as the plant happily chewed on Emma, "and even though I didn't want to get attached to anybody here, I did." He took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and called out "I'm coming, Emma!" as the glorious tune hit its peak and transitioned into more typical challenge fare.

"Get ready for a doomsday beatdown!" Shawn yelled as he charged forward, stretching out his fist. Larry lashed out with one of his roots; Shawn jumped on it and tried to punch the plant's 'head', and the mutant flytrap responded by opening his mouth and calmly chomping down on the conspiracy nut.

The camera pulled back a ways to ground-level, and a pair of boots stepped in front of it. The perspective inverted to reveal it as Axel, watching the scene with wide, terrified eyes. "Uhh...okaaayyy...," she said slowly and warily, "not how I planned on that happening, but I'll take it!" Another shift in viewpoint showed her running past Larry and a nearby sinkhole while the mutant tried to keep his mouth closed against two campers' furious struggles, and the shot cut to a top-down view of the Chris-a-lis flower lying on the ground as Axel stepped up to it and picked it up. "I'll also take this," she smirked, the camera cut up to her face just before she ran off.

Larry took immediate notice and, despite the persistent struggles in his maw, growled angrily and took off in pursuit.

"There's the finish!" Axel said with wide-eyed panic. "Just a little bit more!"

"Hurry up!" Chris called out as the shot cut to his lounging spot behind the finish line, the music abruptly cutting out. "C'mon, Larry, she's almost made it!"

The music cut back in again with a much tenser tune as Axel, panting and sweating, ran for the finish line with Larry right on her tail. The monstrous plant took a swipe at her with a root-arm, forcing Axel to dive forward. She hit the ground on her stomach, and with a grunt of desperation and effort, she scrambled back to her feet...and across the finish line, tossing the flower into Chris's lap the moment she was able. She collapsed to the ground after moving another few inches.

"Axel, for the win!" Chris said excitedly, holding up the Chris-a-lis flower. He rose from his chair and walked over to the mutant, who had stopped in its tracks outside the finish banner. "Larry! Buddy!" he said as a short but triumphant tune played. "Look what I rescued for you!" He paused, then frowned. "Uh, you okay there Larry?" he asked in concern, the camera panning up to the great mutant's head as another round of strong blows from within caused him to whimper in pain and open his mouth. Shawn stuck his head out of it and gasped for breath, then dropped down with Emma under his arm, apparently unconscious. Dripping with Larry's digestive fluids, they landed flat on the ground together.

Chris looked at them, shrugged, then held up the stolen flower. "Who's a good man-eating plant?" he cooed at his pet, a sweet ad playful melody playing as it bent down and sucked up its flower, then rubbed Chris with it's 'head'. "Mmm, Larry's a good man-eating plant, yes you are," the host said, giving it a few affectionate pats and then scratching under its massive 'chin' as it re-positioned its head. Larry seemed to smile in contentment, and a sudden pounding drew attention to its leg-roots as it stamped the ground like a loyal and loving dog.

"Now that is messed up," Axel said as the shot cut to her and Chef watching a close-up of Larry's pounding foot on the live feed. Chef nodded in agreement.

The shot panned to the left to show Shawn limping forward with his arm around a half-conscious and groaning Emma. "Did we win?" she asked weakly.

"No," Shawn answered sadly, not meeting her gaze.

"Oh...," Emma said, looking down in disappointment. "Sorry I cost you the win."

Shawn finally looked at her. "It was my choice. And I made the right one."

"At least we made the Final Three," Emma said cheerily as the shot cut to her and Shawn hanging out on the porch of the non-wrecked cabin. "It just sucks that one of us has to go."

"I'm sorry I thought I couldn't trust you," Shawn said. "I was so worried about Axel messing with my head that I couldn't even see it when it was happening."

"I should apologize too," Emma comforted. "I did something that was underhanded, and it gave Axel ammo to make you doubt me."

"Whichever one of us she picks to go to the finals, promise that we'll do everything in our power to make sure she doesn't get the money," Shawn said.

"Promise," Emma agreed and shared a smile with Shawn.

A trio of deep, ominous notes punctuated the flash ahead to the long-distance shot of nighttime Wawanakwa that opened the usual marshmallow ceremony.

"Eeeeeelimination time!" Chris begun excitedly, the scene cutting not to the fire pit but to the Dock of Shame, the Final Three already waiting with the host and host's assistant by the Hurl. "Axel! By refusing to to help rescue your fellow players from the jaws of a monster," Chris said as the camera panned from the catapult to Emma and Shawn and Axel to him and Chef, another trio of deep notes punctuating the end of his statement, "you've secured yourself a place in the finale," Chris finished. "Aaaa~aand, you get to choose your opponent, in said finale."

"Like I said in my audition tape, the contestants should watch out for me," Axel said impishly.

"Who will get the Hurl of Shame?" Chris asked. "Will it be Emma, the preparatory lady who got rescued from being eaten?" Emma looked down sadly. "Or will it be-"

"Me," Shawn spoke up with a slightly dramatic tone to Emma's surprise. "Isn't it obvious?" he added, earning odd looks from the other two campers and a few deep notes from the background score.

"Shawn!" Emma said in her own shock.

"Axel messed with me," Shawn said, turning towards her. "She obviously wanted me off my game so I'd distrust you and she can send me home. I'm giving you the chance to defeat her."

"Umm, Shawn?" Chris interrupted with mild confusion. "Yeah, that's surprisingly selfless coming from you, but it's not your choice."

"Yes it is," Shawn declared, stepping forward. "I choose to give up the win to save Emma. I knew this was gonna happen the moment I did it."

A single deep note played as the shot cut outward, and the others present looked at Axel expectantly. The shot cut back in as she looked around at the end and said "You've got that right. I'm hurling Shawn."

"WHAT?!" Emma exclaimed, the somber elimination music starting up as Chef walked over and grabbed the eliminated conspiracy nut by the arm. "But I thought you wanted to beat your biggest rival in the finals?!" she added.

"I originally wanted to, but after listening to what he just said, going up against him wouldn't be as pleasing," Axel admitted.

The scene skipped ahead to show Shawn loaded into the Hurl of Shame, Chris standing by at its lever and Chef near the bucket. "Bon appetit, and bon voyage!" he told him with a dark smile, launching him screaming into the night without further ceremony.

"Whoops," Chris said, the camera cutting back down to him as Chef walked over with the ceremonial strongbox. "He forgot his Toxic Marshmallow of Loserdom. Oh well," he said calmly. "Chef, dispose of it so it's not dangerous."

Chef gave the camera a nervous and uncertain look.

"Wwwwell," Chris said, walking back over to the center of the dock where Emma and Axel were still standing, "I for one am relieved. Having Emma and Shawn compete for the million would've been a friendly huggy snooze-fest," he explained to the two actual finalists, both of whom were seemingly too busy glaring at each other to notice.

"Hopefully I won't beat Emma too fast and you can still put together an episode," Axel bragged.

"The more time I have, the more time I get to pummel you for everything you've done," Emma retorted.

"Yep," Chris said happily. "Just unrelenting death-defying beauty versus brawn mortal combat, next time on the epic final round of, Total! Drama! Revenge of the Island!"

Although the shot staggered outward as usual, the scene did not fade away. Instead, the chirping of countless crickets led into a tense trill, and the scene moved to the campfire pit as Chef walked up with strongbox in hand. He looked warily from it, to the left, and to the right, deep beats punctuating every move until he finally smiled, and tossed the entire box into the fire.

The camera cut back to the long-distance view of the island as a massive explosion went off, a flash of light followed by a boom and shake and cloud of smoke that rose up from where the pit had been located.

(Roll the Credits)

Staci - 13th

Dakota - 12th

Beardo - 11th

Cameron - 10th

Dawn - 9th

Mike - 8th

Tyler - 7th

MERGE

Alejandro - 6th

Lindsay - 5th

Noah - 4th

Shawn - 3rd

Girls: Axel, Emma

Author's Note: I imagine it'll be shocking to see that Shawn didn't make finale but we felt like it'd be better for Emma and Axel to face each other off instead.