Authors Note: I don't own Total Drama, neither the characters around. This is just a fanfic I had in mind while I planned to write a long time ago. I want to see if people would be interested into reading an Ezekiel S.I . And I want to give it a shot. I hope you guys like it, because if this fanfic have a lot of likes in a good speed, then I will write more chapters in the future quicker than I thought. But if not, then I will take my time to write this fanfic while I leave it with the other ones who also need new chapters updates.
This is your choice. And I hope you guys like it. Have a nice reading.
"Well, it seems that's the end of another era," Ezekiel mused, staring at his laptop screen as he wrapped up the final chapter of his latest fanfic. Stretching after what felt like hours of painstaking yet satisfying work, he smiled. "I'm glad I used this train ride to finish it."
The rhythmic clatter of the train's wheels against the tracks was soothing, a perfect backdrop for creativity. Through the window, the ever-changing Canadian landscape painted a calming scene, giving Ezekiel the excuse he needed to pause and soak it all in—a rare moment of peace before plunging back into his projects.
The train's horn blared, snapping him out of his thoughts. He chuckled softly. "Well, what now? Should I whip up another Steven Universe fanart? Maybe something from Adventure Time? Oh, did I get any commission requests?" He reached for his phone, scrolling through his social media. Freelance gigs, fan requests—anything to fund his creative endeavors and fuel his passions.
As his thumb hovered over a notification, a sudden chime interrupted his focus. His laptop screen lit up with an incoming video call. "Huh?" Curious, Ezekiel clicked to accept, and the familiar faces of his parents filled the screen, their expressions lighting up at the sight of him.
"Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad," he greeted warmly.
"Ezekiel!" his parents exclaimed in unison, their joy evident. His mother, ever the caring one, tilted her head slightly as concern flickered in her eyes. "How's your trip around Canada going, sweetheart?"
"It's been great so far! I've spent a few days in Vancouver and taken loads of pictures." Ezekiel grinned, quickly sharing a digital album filled with snapshots of cityscapes and scenic trails.
His father nodded in approval but couldn't resist slipping into his usual stern tone. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, but remember, when you get back, your studies need to be in top shape for those college applications."
Ezekiel sighed, rolling his eyes. "Dad..." Before he could argue, his mother swatted his father lightly on the back of the head.
"Ouch! What was that for?" his father asked, rubbing the spot.
"For acting like a teacher instead of a father! Our boy is doing just fine. Why are you always so strict with him?" she teased, her smile softening the playful reprimand.
"Oh, as if you're any less of a teacher than I am," he mumbled, earning another "accidental" slap. They both rolled their eyes in good-natured exasperation, and Ezekiel couldn't help but laugh at their antics.
"Well, my studies are fine," Ezekiel assured them, "but I think my biggest challenge will be my social skills. You know... since I've never actually been to school."
His parents exchanged guilty glances. They had always done their best to provide for him, homeschooling him to ensure he received a quality education. But it came at a cost—he lacked the kind of social interactions most kids took for granted.
"We know it'll be hard, son," his father admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "But we did what we thought was best. Homeschooling gave you the freedom to explore your passions. We couldn't afford private school, and I couldn't bear to send you to public school after... well, after what happened to Richard."
Ezekiel nodded silently, the mention of his late uncle stirring a pang of sadness. He knew why his father was so protective. The tragedy that had struck their family left deep scars. But even so, he sometimes longed for the companionship and camaraderie of peers his age.
"I'm not blaming you, Dad. I know you both just wanted to keep me safe. And I miss Uncle Richard too. I just... I wish I had friends to help me through this."
His parents looked at him, their expressions softening with a mix of guilt and love. His mother reached for the screen as if to touch his face. "We're proud of you, Zeke. You've grown into such a talented, wonderful young man. You'll find your way—I know it."
Ezekiel smiled faintly. "Thanks, Mom. Dad. I'll give you a call when I reach the final stop. Love you."
"Love you too, Zeke," they replied in unison, waving goodbye as the call ended.
Leaning back in his seat, Ezekiel placed his headphones over his ears. "Alright, let's see... what should I watch? Adventure Time? Steven Universe? Total Drama?" He chuckled as he scrolled through his library. "Since I'm in Canada, let's go with a classic of Dodgebrawl episode."
He clicked on an episode of Total Drama and settled in, letting the animated chaos whisk him away as the train continued its journey.
"Ezekiel, wake up." A firm hand shook him gently but persistently. Groggy, Ezekiel's eyes fluttered open to see his father standing over him, dressed in his usual farmer's attire. The early morning light barely peeked through the curtains.
"It's already 5 a.m, and the driver who's taking you to that show will be here soon," his father reminded him.
"Oh, that's right. Thanks, Pa," Ezekiel replied, the realization hitting him like a wave. He sprang out of bed, grabbing his aqua-green beanie—the one that always felt like a part of his identity. As he hurried down the stairs, his father stood back, watching him with a mix of amusement and quiet concern.
"That boy…" his father muttered with a sigh. His gaze fell on the scattered papers that Ezekiel had left behind, a collection of sketches and drafts created during the night. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "He and his drawings. At least he's happy and staying out of trouble. An imaginative mind... but I suppose that's a good thing."
Meanwhile, Ezekiel made his way to the small bathroom on the farm, determined to enjoy what he suspected might be his last proper bath for a while. The anticipation of the day ahead made his mind race. He gazed at his reflection in the mirror, his fingers brushing against the edge of the sink.
"Man, it's been two years," he muttered to himself. "And I still have the same dreams about them. I wonder how my parents are doing..." His voice trailed off as he closed his eyes, trying to steady his thoughts. "No, I can't dwell on the past. I have to accept it—I'm not going back. It sucks, it really does, and I miss them. But this is my life now. I'm the new Ezekiel, living a new dream. I'm in Total Drama."
With that, he straightened up, his determination flickering like a flame in his eyes. A long shower later, his bags were packed, and he felt ready—at least as ready as he could be. The waiting, however, was another story. Anxious energy bubbled under the surface as he headed toward the kitchen, figuring a quick breakfast would help calm his nerves.
In the kitchen, his mother was at the sink, her hands busy with the dishes. She moved with an ease born of years of routine, but there was a grace to her movements that Ezekiel had always admired. He approached her with a warm smile.
"Hey, Ma. Good morning," he greeted her.
His mother turned to face him, her expression lighting up with both surprise and affection. "Oh, Ezekiel, good morning! Did you sleep well? It's a big day for you." Her voice was soft, but there was something else in her eyes—a hint of wistfulness, perhaps even envy, as though she longed for the adventures her son was about to embark on.
"I slept fine," Ezekiel said, sliding into his seat at the table. His eyes immediately landed on the breakfast she had prepared for him: golden pancakes topped with crispy Canadian bacon, accompanied by a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. The familiarity of it all filled him with a sense of comfort.
As he dug in, his mother leaned against the counter, a far-off look on her face. "You know," she began, her tone nostalgic, "when I was your age, I went on a trip with my family to the woods near Niagara Falls. We explored the caves there—it was wild, chaotic, and a little scary, but it's one of my fondest memories."
Ezekiel paused mid-bite, glancing up at her. There was a spark in her eyes as she recounted the story, and he could tell it was a memory she cherished deeply. "That sounds amazing, Ma. Maybe one day, I'll get to see those caves too."
She smiled warmly, reaching out to ruffle his hair. "Maybe you will. But today is about your journey, Ezekiel. You're going to do great things, I just know it."
Ezekiel munched on his breakfast, nodding intermittently as his mother spoke. Her voice carried a nostalgic warmth as she recounted stories from her childhood—little adventures she embarked on with her family, her eyes sparkling with a kind of youthful mischief that Ezekiel rarely saw.
As he listened, he couldn't help but wonder how someone like her, who once roamed so freely and embraced adventure, had changed so drastically. These days, she seemed so grounded, her wild spirit now carefully contained. The reason, though layered, was obvious—his dad. Their relationship had changed them both in profound ways. It wasn't bad, just... different. They complemented each other in the best and occasionally the worst ways, with their flaws meshing into something strangely harmonious. Nobody was perfect, after all, and neither were they. And Ezekiel? Well, he knew he wasn't perfect either—his early antics on Total Drama were proof of that. But somehow, his "Beast Ezekiel" phase had earned its own cult following.
"Anyway," his mom began, snapping him out of his thoughts, "I skimmed through some of the papers you left lying around—your chapter 11 drafts. You're seriously planning to take the story in that direction?" Her tone was equal parts amused and incredulous. "I never imagined it would create so much drama later. From my perspective, changing ages like that is... unsettling. Definitely not healthy."
Ezekiel grinned mid-chew, nodding enthusiastically. Her critique didn't sting; it just validated the twists and turns he'd so carefully orchestrated for his story. "Yep," he replied, swallowing his last bite. "The moment the secret's out, it's all downhill for him. But trust me, it's worth it—his growth will be incredible. Though, yeah, hiring a therapist might not be a bad idea."
His mother chuckled, shaking her head as she set a plate in the sink. "You've certainly given it some thought. It's... dramatic, but I can see the appeal. Still, you've spent so much time on this project—I just hope you get the recognition you deserve for it." Her pride was evident, even if she playfully rolled her eyes at the twists her son loved to create.
Ezekiel leaned back in his chair, a rare moment of contentment settling over him. He had spent two years pouring every ounce of creativity into this story, crafting and refining each chapter. It was more than a hobby—it was a labor of love. He dreamed of the day it would be published, the moment others would read and experience the world he'd worked so hard to bring to life. Maybe, just maybe, his journey on Total Drama would be the stepping stone he needed to make that dream a reality.
Still, the thought of the show excited him in ways he couldn't entirely put into words. Was it strange that he was already looking forward to the next five seasons, even though the first hadn't started yet?
(The Total Drama Island)
At the dock, a man in his mid-thirty smiled at the camera with a grin, "Yo! We´re coming at you life from Camp Wawankwa! I'm your host, Chris McLean." He paused to let it sink in before speak up, "Dropping season one of the hottest new reality show on television, right now!"
Chris walks down the dock as if he was on a stroll, "Here's a deal, 22 campers have signed up to spend eight weeks right here at this crummy old summer camp." He halts his stroll in front of the camp sign, "They'll compete in challengers against each other then have to face the judgments of their fellow campers." Chris paused for a bit, "Every three days, one team will either win a reward or watch of their team member walk down the dock of shame and take a ride on the loser ship, never coming back...Ever!" He grinned, gesturing the dock.
(Campfire site)
"Their fate will be decided here at the dramatic campfire ceremonies," Chris thumbed at the campfire site, "Where all but one camper will receive a marshmallow." He grabbed a stick with a marshmallow and take a bite before tosses away, "In the end, only one will be left standing and will be rewarded with a cheesy tabloid fame and a small fortune," Chris pulls a treasure crest out of nowhere before whispered to the camera with a light chuckle, "Let's face it, they will blow it off in a week or so."
(Dock)
Chris returned to the dock, "Every moment will be caught on one of hundreds of cameras situated all over the camp. Who will crumble under the pressure? Find out here right now…" He takes a deep breath as he pointed at the camera with a grin, "TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!"
(After the theme song)
"Welcome back to Total Drama Island." Chris beamed, "All right, it's time to meet our vic...*cough* eh, I mean campers. We told them they's all be staying at a five star resort," Chris chuckled, "So if they seem to be pissed off, that's probably why." As if it was on cue, the first ship was pulled up and Chris turn to face the first camper with his infamous grin, coming out from the boat with a luggage was a rather short girl with brown hair in a side pony tail. She had braces and thick glasses which Chris recognized which camper was the first."What's up, Beth!"
The farmer girl suddenly squealed as she tackled Chris in sequel, causing him to give her a weird look.
"It's so incredulous to meet you!" Beth then blinked as she noticed something about the host of the show. "Wow, you are much short in real life."
"Uh… Thanks?" Chris muttered with his raised eyebrow, not liking the commented made by the first contestant. But then he glanced to see a giant bulky looking dude wearing a white cap, a dark green shirt with white highlights on the neck, sleeve, waistline with the shirt having an orange D on the center of it as well as short jeans and sandals. The Jamaican walking up to him with a duffle bags and greeted him, "DJ."
"Yo, Chris McLean. How's it going?" DJ gave a Chris a high five before glancing at the scene, "Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?" DJ asked the host, only to hear him confirming that it was the right place, "Hmm...Look a lot different on form…"He muttered, carrying his bags to other side of the dock while glancing around.
Another boat came up to the dock and from this one was a goth girl, she wore a black shirt that exposed a small bit of her belly as well as lacking the neck area with blue and green sleeves. She wore a black and midnight blue skirt with a long black boots and dark gray stockings that went all the way up of her head. She had black eyes, teal lipstick and black hair with teal streaks.
"Hey, Gwen." The host greeted the goth girl receiving a sigh in response.
"You mean we're staying here?" Gwen jerked her head at the rundown cabins.
Chris chuckled, "Oh, yeah! By the way, my crib is this trailer with A.C."
"I didn't sign up for that!" She growled.
"Actually, you did." Chris smirked, proudly showing the contracts before Gwen grabbed it and ripped them apart, "...Good thing about lawyer is… that they make a lot of copies." Chris gave a victorious smile as he watched Gwen growling again before picking up her bags.
"I'm not staying here!" She narrowed her eyes, but that didn't phase the host since he likes to always have the final word.
"You sure? That mean you have to swim back since your boat just left." Chris pointed towards the boat who honked as it left the island. Leaving the poor goth girl unable to leave.
"Great…" Gwen murmured with sarcasm as the next boat pull over with a boy wearing a pink vest that showed off his chest, showing he had an eight pack, along with a cowboy hat with some blond hair coming out of it, a bead neck, short blue jeans, and sandals. When the boat reached the dock, the teen jumped off the boat with his suitcase being thrown on the dock.
"Wassup, Chris. It´s an honor to meet you, man!" The party boy greeted the host with fist-bump.
"Geoff-ster! Welcome to the island, man!" Chris smiled as he gave the contestant a fistbump which it was already a great sign of him liking the camper on the show.
"Thank, man!" Geoff grinned, smiling in optimist of the new show he is going to participate.
Gwen was getting sickened of seeing both party boy and sneaky host talking together.
"If they say 'man' one more time, I'm gonna puke." Gwen whispered to DJ and Beth, earning some concern looks from them.
"Everyone, that is Lindsay." Chris looks at the dock again before introducing the new camper to other campers. The fifth boat showed a beautiful looking girl with a super model-like body. She is a blonde bombshell with a bandanna around her head. She wore a red top under a brown sleeveless shirt with some of her belly exposed, a short orange skirt and brown feel boots with stars on them. Walking towards them and waving to everyone with a smile. Chris took the opportunity to whisper nearby the camera. "Not too shabby, eh?"
Lindsay walked towards at the host and then have something to point out.
"You look so familiar." The blond girl pointed as the host grinned at her.
"I'm Chris McLean." Chris proudly said his name, but then he noticed that the newest camper just blinked and stared at him with a confuse expression on her face. Which made him try another approach. "… the host of this show?"
"Oh, that's where I know you from." Lindsay pointed as she was now feeling excited which made the host looks dumbfounded at her.
"Um… Yeah…" Chris blinked as he was having an understanding that maybe all the applications of some of the people who wants to participate was in fact true, so he would need to find a way to deal with this kind of difficulty for the sake of the viewers.
Lindsay walk towards the group while some before murmured about her not being the bright light on the bulb.
The next participant was a girl with long light black hair, gray eyes. Wearing a dull red shoulder less top with straps around her neck, short-shorts and black open toed high tops.
"Heather." Chris greeted as he could see Heather walking forward, with a scowl on her face as Beth walked up to her.
"Hi!" Beth greeted, a little bit of spit coming towards to Heather making her recoil and snarl in disgust. "Looks like we're your new friends, for the rest of the next 8 weeks!"
Before any words could be said, a punk rock music was heard over the next boat coming towards them. And at the moment the next camper came, it was shown a boy wearing black low-cut hair with the top of his head being in the style of a Mohawk that was dyed greed. He had a uni-brow and piercings on his face, nose and ears. He had a small black beard and wore a spike collar, a black shirt with a skull on the center and bone white sleeves and highlight around the waist. He also had blue jeans and red and white sneakers.
"Duncan! Dude." Chris introduced the punk as Duncan who approached the host with anger on his eyes and raising a fist.
"I don't like, surprises." Duncan said to Chris threatened with a scowl, palmed his fist.
"Yeah, your parole officer warned me about that, man." Chris chuckle completely unfazed by his actions. "He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you send back to juvie."
Duncan took a long breath through his nose before simply accepting the fact he was there.
"Okay, then." Duncan then took his bag and walked towards the end of the dock which he meet the group and eyed Heather for a bit. "Meet you by the campfire, gorgeous."
"Drop dead, you skeez." Heather told Duncan in a rude manner. Heather was already feeling the desire to kill someone on that point. She walked towards Chris. "I'm calling my parents. You cannot make me stay here!"
Chris response was simply grinning towards her and show the contract with was enough to make Heather angry. Meaning that she can't leave any time until it was the time she was eliminated.
The next boat approached with a honk which made everyone turns their heads watching the newest camper not coming from the boat, but actually riding it, by using water ski. He was using a red track suit, a red and white headband, brown hair and eyes, and basketball shoes.
"Ladies and gentleman! Tyler!" Chris introduced the sportiest guy who waved but then ended up causing him to lose his grip on the handle of the rope and for him to flip through the water at high speeds, hitting the dock and crash right into the pile of luggage with one bag splashing the lake.
Everyone winced at Tyler's wipe-out with Heather being the only one to get splashed by the water causing her to look down at her footwear.
"UGH, MY SHOES!" Heather yelled as water dripped off her body.
"Wicked wipe-out. Man!" Chris yelled to Tyler who fist rose up from the luggage pile and gave a thumbs up seeing that he was fine. DJ and Geoff grinned at each other and also giving thumbs up… Gwen rolled her eyes as she was already feeling tired to be there. And that was the first day.
Chris chuckled a little before he heard a loud breathing behind him. The host turned around to see the next camper behind him. A skinny ginger with a few beard hairs and glasses over green eyes. He wore a blue shirt that had a picture of a burger on it and a bright green highlights on the sleeves and neck area. He also seemed to have a light red long sleeved shirt underneath. He had dark green pants and white shoes with blue and green strips and he was carrying a keyboard and a suitcase.
"Welcome to camp, Harold." Chris greeted the skinny teen. Harold didn't respond since he was looking around the area to make sure if he got the right idea. But his silence was doing enough to start creeping out the others.
"What's he looking at?" Beth asked to the other campers, only to get shrugs as response and a few shivers.
"You mean this show is at this crappy summer camp and not on some big stage?" Harold asked which Chris already knowing what the nerd was going to say next, so he nodded at him. "YES! That's more favorable to my mad skills."
Chris shuddered a bit as Harold walked towards his fellow campers before another boat coming towards them. Which was the contestant number 10. A boy carrying a guitar case and wearing a backpack. He had a black hair and green eyes and wore a light green shirt with a black hand print in the middle with came sleeves. He also had a black pants and green shoes with dark green stripes.
"Contestant number ten is Trent." Chris enunciated as Trent came towards him with a fist bump.
"Hey, good to meet you man." Trent replied as he gave a sequel of fist bump two times. "Saw you on that figure skating show. Nice work, man."
"Hey, thanks man." Chris said to Trent as he went to go meet up the fellow campers. Chris was proud in one of those works. "I knew I rocked that show!"
"I saw that." Beth said as she understood which show they were talking about. "One of the guys dropped his partner on her head. So they got an immunity that week."
"Lucccckyy." Harold said as he looked at Beth. "I hope I get dropped on my head."
"Me too!" Lindsay said as she also planned to use anything to have an opportunity of immunity, while the other looked weirdly at the nerd and the blonde staring at them if they are a crazy bunch of mad people or just stupid.
"So, this is it…" Trent said as he looked around over the other 9 camps, and smiled as he counted the quantity of the campers excluding himself from being the number 10. And seeing clearly each contestant specially Harold sticking his finger in his nose he got weird out. "Aaaaaalll right, then."
Trent then stood himself next to Gwen and gave her a grin. Gwen scowled and looked away at first, but when Trent looked forward, the goth girl found herself smiling and peaking at the boy next to her. Actually enjoying his company.
And then the next boat passed by, and with this one appeared a girl with light blond hair tied up in a long point tail and green eyes. She wore a light blue hoodie that showed off a small bit of her stomach and jeans that went halfway down her was also carrying a very big surfboard.
The boat left her on the dock which she grabbed her bag but without taking out her own surfboard nearby her.
"Hey, whats up?" She asked the host with a calm smile on her face.
"All right, our surfer chick, Bridgette, is here." Chris introduced the surfer girl in front of him, with Geoff in particular smiling quite a bit at her arrival.
Duncan looked at the surfboard and snorted, he looked at Bridgette and said in sarcasm. "Nice board. This ain't Malibu, honey."
"I thought we were gonna be on a beach." Bridgette explained her reasoning as she brought the surfboard with her.
"We are!" Chris gestured his hand to the surrounding beach. Everyone looked to see the beach of the camp was littered with trash as a seagull caught in trash as dragged away by the tide of wave.
Bridgette sighed at the poor quality of the beach. "Great." She said sarcastically as she noticed that she didn't like the outcome.
"All right! That makes-" Chris was in the middle of the sentence until he got hit on the head by Bridgette's surfboard as the light blond walked over to the other ten campers. "Owww, darn it! That hurts!"
"Hey guys." Bridgette greeted her fellow campers.
"Hey!" Geoff grinned as he quickly introduced himself to her. "I'm Geoff!"
"What's up." Bridgette asked as she turned to Geoff causing the few campers nearby her ducking to avoid getting hit by the board like Chris a few seconds ago.
"Dang!" Harold said as he narrowly avoided the board. "Watch the board, man."
"Hi! I'm Beth!" And by sheer ignorance of not knowing the outcome of presenting herself towards someone with a surfboard on her hands. She introduced herself to the surfer girl.
"Hey." Bridgette said to Beth while turning to the shorter farmer girl causing everyone to duck again to avoid get hit by the surfboard.
"Okay, we've all met surfer girl." Heather had enough to activity of avoiding being hit by the blond surfer, so she rolled her eyes and made a point, as she finished wringing out her hair. "Can we get on with the show, please?"
"Looks like someone missed their double cappuccino macchiato this morning," Duncan smirked as he saw the type of girl Heather was. So he knew how to provoke then in the easiest way as possible.
"Get bent." Heather glared at the delinquent which was exactly the response he was expecting from her.
"Our next camper is Noah." Chris said with a toothy smile, as he saw the kid stepping onto the dock.
The kid was a skinny boy with slightly dark skin, brown hair, and brown eyes. He wore a red sweater vest over a collared short-sleeved shirt with a white long-sleeved shirt underneath. He had olive green jeans and shoes with darker green and white strips.
"You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?"Noah asked as he walked forward.
"I'm sure someone did." Chris told Noah while pointing two fingers at him. Totally implying that he didn't care about the contestant healthy problems.
"Good. Is this where we're staying?" Noah asked while pointing to the crappy campsite, his tone was very sarcastic.
"No, it's your mother's house." Duncan told Noah while cracking his fist, already eager to have a brawl with the nerd who seemed to be snarky. "And we're throwing a party."
"Cute. Nice piercings original." Noah said sarcastically, not at all threatened by Duncan. "Do them yourself?"
"Yeah!" Duncan then harshly grabbed Noah's lip and pulled out a needle. "You want one?"
"Uh no thanks. Can I have my lip back please?" Noah asked, still not threatened by Duncan. Which the delinquent rolled his eyes and let go Noah's lip with the camper's expression unchanged. "Thanks."
"What's up, ya'll?" A loud voice got everyone's attention as they looked to the next boat and saw the next camper coming at them. As they all saw a black girl with a beige shirt with a kumquat pattern across the chest area. Her black hair was in a thick and big ponytail and she had hoop earrings, jeans, and brown flats. Harold gasped as he admired her. "Leshawna's in the house."
The newest camper stepped on the dock and came directly at the host just to give a high five.
"How's it going? Feel free to quit now, save yourself the trouble cause I came to win." Leshawna said confidently before walking up to DJ and give a high five him as well. "Oh, what's up my brother, give me some sugar, baby!"
Harold then popped up next to Leshawna and looked her over a bit. "I've never seen a girl like you in real life before."
This caused a reaction that mostly people with a good sense would see it coming.
"Excuse me?" Leshawna asked with her hands on her hips.
And without thinking twice to rethink his words. Harold dug even further his own grave.
"You're real big," Harold said while spreading his arms apart from each other for emphasis. "And loud."
"What did you say to me? Oh, no you didn't!" Leshawna then stomped up to Harold while she glared at him with hatred of 1 thousand suns, ready to tear apart the stupid boy who didn't think the right words to say the girl who just assumed that he called her fat. "You have not see anything yet! I'll show you big, baby!"
DJ, Bridgette quickly went to hold Leshawna back as Harold didn't think he was being challenged by the black girl.
"Oh yeah, you want some of this? Well, come on then!" Harold full of confidence made a Kung-Fu pose as he was ready to fight for his life.
"All right, campers! Settle down." Chris scolded the teens causing them to back up and stop their fighting. Leshawna finally let up and stopped trying to attack Harold, which the boy smiled sheepishly at the girl who was still peeved over him.
Once the conflict was over, another boat came up to the dock and dropped off not one but two girls. They were both dressed the same black and white stripped tops, pink short-shorts, pink shoes, and even had the same style with their black hair being in both even had black eyes and wore the same pink lipstick. But despite the same cloths, their body types were completely different. The girl to the right was white and rather pudgy in all areas of her body while the other girl on the right was skinny and tan.
"Ladies! Sadie, Katie." Chris introduced the group the duo of sisters. "Welcome to your new home for eight weeks."
"Oh my gosh, Sadie look!" Katie said in an excited an peppy tone as she looked around the area. "It's a summer camp."
"Okay! I always wanted to go to a summer camp." Sadie said with the exact same excitement and peppy tone as her sister. "Eeeh!"
…
(In the boat)
"We are almost there." A profound voice coming from the boat captain called the boy who was just finishing drawing something on his paper. The said boy was nobody other than Ezekiel who was preparing himself around the trip. Quickly he made sure that everything he brought with him from the farm was there. And looking at the island far away was so much different from the show. It was far bigger than he ever expected than ever he ever thought in his life.
The nervousness crawled inside of his body, but at the same time, the excitement to meet the people he watched the cartoon for so many years. Knowing the plot of the episodes and even the character of every single one of them… It made him nervous in many ways.
"Okay calm down… they are people, the same way you are… You have good sense, even if you know about their lives. You shouldn't act as Sierra… Ezekiel may have been a weird sexist, but you are not him… You are you." Ezekiel mumbled to himself as a mantra. Still showing nervousness. And at the moment the dork was near the boat. He took a deep breath. "Just remember why you are in this show. And have fun. Yeah… let's go."
(The dock)
Another boat came by and dropped off a boy wearing a dull green hoodie, a dark green winter hat, blue jeans, and shoes matching his hoodie. He had gray eyes and brown hair that went down to his neck. Shaved face.
"Ezekiel!" Chris introduced the newest camper. "What's up, man?"
Ezekiel raised his hand, which Chris high-five, then he lowered his hand which Chris gave a down-five, and raised his fist to make a fist bump which Chris gladly did it.
"It's awesome to be here Chris. I watched your badminton movie, the ending made me cry." Ezekiel commented and Chris smiled proudly at the young man.
"I know, that movie will give me an Oscar I know that." Chris felt proud as he saw a potential fan among the contestants. "From your application, I saw that you are aware of how things will go. So you should have no regrets after you step on this camp.
"I have no reason for that. I said like the video. I came here to have a good time and meet friends. So it doesn't matter what, I'm going to enjoy here." Ezekiel replied which walked towards the group, and slowly stopped, as he saw every single person in front of him… They looked exactly like the show, but knowing that he was smaller than many of them, his nervousness went back in full force. But then he walked towards the giant Jamaican, knowing that from the entire group, he was the kindest.
"errr… what's up?" Ezekiel raised his hand to give a high five, which DJ smiled at him and gave to him which made him a bit better and more comfortable around him.
The next boat dropped what would be the next camper which was a boy with brown hair, blue eyes, and had a bit of a chipped tooth. He had a beige shirt with darker sleeves, waist, and neck with a red and blue horizontal strip around the center and also had a blue jeans and green shoes with cream colored bottoms.
"Cody! The coaster, the Code Meister!" Chris hyped up this camper as he and Cody shared a high five.
"Dude psyched to be here, man." Cody said before strutting over to his fellow campers, specifically the female campers. "I see the ladies have already arrived. All right;" Cody then walked past a few of the girls and then went back to them, specifically Leshawna, and was about to say something before Leshawna put a finger over his lips.
"Save it short stuff." Leshawna told Cody with a smirk promising that he would feel pain if he mess up, so he quickly backed away from her.
Next up, landing on the dock with a loud thud, was a rather bulky girl with a mole on her face, hazel eyes, and her black hair in pony tail. She wore a blue sleeveless top with dark blue gym shorts along with gym socks with two horizontal strips near the top with one blue and other dark blue and dark blue sneakers with white bottoms.
"Eva, Nice." Chris called, as receiving in response a permanent scowl on her face, she remained quiet but walked towards her fellow campers. "Glad you can make it."
As she approached the campers, Cody held his hand out for a high five only for Eva drop her bag on his feet.
"Ow!" Cody yelped, holding his aching foot while hopping on the other. "What's in there? Dumbbells?"
"Yes." Was the only answer the body builder said which made the whole group of campers shut their mouths and looked at themselves.
Most of campers looked nervously at Eva, and surprisingly both Duncan and Ezekiel looked at DJ.
"She's all yours, man." Both Duncan and Ezekiel said in the same time, which made both blinks toward each other, and making the gentle giant uncomfortable. Noticing that not just one, but two of them saying at the same time made him feel even more weirded out from the bulky girl who was ready to crush some bones.
"WOOOOOOHOOOOO!" A loud cheer was enough to make the nervous giant have a sigh of relief as everyone drop their attention to the next boat, which they would arrive a rather large boy with black eyes and blond hair wearing a white T-shirt with a blue maple leaf on it, moss green jeans, and white and yellow shoes. "Chris! What's happening? Hahahahaha! This is awesome! Wooooohooooo!"
"Owen!" Chris revealed the name of the larger camper, who was very hyped over the competition and sharing the good enthusiasm. "Welcome!"
Owen quickly took Chris into a large bear hug, a cracking sound could even be heard from there, with the host of the show now wincing in response of such strength.
"Awesome to be here, man!" Owen said, as his hype didn't lower not even for one percent. "Yeah! Man, this is just so…"
"Awesome?" Gwen finished for Owen with her arms crossed but knowing that the hyped man wouldn't detect her sarcasm.
"Yes! Awesome! WOOOOOOOO!" Owen cheered before looking at Gwen. "Are you going to be on my team?"
"Oh I sure hope so." Gwen said sarcastically while twirling a finger around.
"WOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!" Owen once again cheered loudly, and even the other campers couldn't help but also feel hyped from the enthusiasm from the large boy.
"Are you guys finished?" Chris grabbed the attention once again, wanting to continue the show at that moment.
Owen noticed that and decided to let go of the host. "Sorry dude. I'm just so psyched!"
Owen said as his smile never left his face.
"Cool." Chris said after straightening up his clothes. The host then directed his attention towards the next boat coming. "And here comes Courtney."
Now arriving was a girl with light brown skin with brown hair that went a little over her neck, she has black eyes. Wearing a gray top over a beige shirt along with skin tight green pants and dark brown open toed shoes.
Chris took Courtney's hand and helped her off the boat.
"Thank you." Courtney said to the host before walking over the campers on the other side of the dock. "Hi, you must be the other contestants. It's really nice to meet you all."
"Wait until the end of the season 5. I want to see if she was going to say that again." Ezekiel remembered how different Courtney became from the show, since the actual show brought the worst of each contestant. Since alliances, betrayals, sues and all the crazy plots created by the seasons, Ezekiel still have to think how much terrible Courtney must have suffered during the seasons.
Feeling nervous, he took his winter hat off and started scratching his head, feeling the pressure of being part of the first episode of the entire show. The young boy still watched one of the iconic scenes of Owen being... well... Owen towards Courtney. Since he took her had and shook with such strength.
Then at the next boat, Courtney was in a mid sentence when she was interrupted by being awestruck. The boat showed a boy that could only be described with one word. Handsome. His tan skin making a good combination with short hair, a well fit and maintained body, flawless dark hair, and blue eyes. Wearing a dark green shirt and worn out jeans and dark green sandals.
"Here comes Justin... it's funny that they look like a bunch of thirsty people for him, and they didn't even meet Alejandro yet." Ezekiel still scratching his hair noticed that someone was staring at him. It was DJ.
"Are you okay dude?" DJ asked as he noticed an uncomfortable shift of manner seeing the young boy scratching his hair. "Do you have lice?"
"Nah, I'm fine. I just scratch my hair when I'm feeling nervous, and I already can feel the pressure." The home-schooled boy replied as he could see the reasoning of the Jamaican dude, which in the next action made him sigh in relief and give a thumbs up to him.
"That's good to know little dude, and trust me, I'm feeling nervous too. So you don't have to feel anxious." The giant gave a tap on the little boy's shoulder, and which made Ezekiel place his snow hat over his head once again.
Both of them talked and they didn't notice that some of the girls fainted towards the new participant smile, which Chris was proud to enunciate his name.
"This is Justin." Chris introduced the handsome teen as he stepped onto the dock. The host shared a fist bump with Justin as he said. "Welcome to Total Drama Island."
"Thanks, Chris." Justin smiled before looking around the area he was at. "This is great."
"Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on your looks." Chris informed Justin as he walked over to meet the other campers.
"I can deal with that." Justin shrugged, not offended by the statement. Since he already guessed it was the reason.
Owen smiled at the new camper as he still looked awestruck. "I like your pants."
"Thanks man." Justin smiled at the compliment, but kept walking towards the other campers who remained looking at him in admiration.
"Cause they look like they're all worn out." Owen chuckled nervously, as he kept staring at the teenager walking, he seemed to be in showing a side that he didn't know he had. "Did you buy them like that?"
"Uh, no." Justin shook his head in response. "Just had them for a while."
And with that, Justin left Owen who complimented, not before slapping himself on the head for being stupid.
Chris still trying to ignore the awkward interaction, he decided to go for the next camper.
"Hey everyone!" Chris got the attention of all the other campers as he introduced the next camper on the island. "Izzy."
Everyone watched another boat came by with the girl standing on it having orange hair, orange lip and green eyes. She had a grass green top that completely exposed her belly as well as bracelet on the right wrist. She had green shorts with light green skirt tied around her waist.
"Hi, Chris!" Izzy waved towards the host as she walked forward. "Hiiiiii! Whoa!"
Izzy walked but by mistake, Izzy ended up tripping right off the boat and ended up hitting the bottom half of her jaw against the dock.
"Oooooohhh." Ezekiel winced as he kept opening and closing his jaw as he imagined how it must felt on that moment. He quickly walked towards the end of the dork to help the fallen person.
Tyler also felt the pain as he concluded with one sentence. "That was bad."
"Guys! She can be serious hurt.!" Courtney ran towards to the other end of the dock to help Ezekiel take Izzy out of the water. By grabbing Izzy's hand both helped the orange girl to get onto the dock. Izzy used that moment to shake all the water off them like an animal.
"That felt sooo...good!" Izzy was back on her feet quickly and didn't seem affected by the pain she just felt before, she was hyped since she was using her hyperactive voice. "Except for hitting my chin. This is a summer camp? That is so cool. Do you have paper mache here? Are we eating lunch soon?"
"That is a good call!" Owen agreed with what the orange haired girl had just said, which made Ezekiel just smile and shake his head.
"Alright everyone. First thing, we need a group photo for the promos. Everyone on the end of the dock!" Chris gave a call which made the group started gathering away. While Ezekiel walked towards the beach. "Ezekiel the dock is the other way."
"Oh, sorry Chris." Ezekiel said as he launched all his luggage, his winter hat, and his hoodie over the sand which made him run back towards the group. "I will be on my way."
Chris rolled his eyes, but seeing the home-schooled boy finally went back around the group. He went nearby towards the front of the group since he was the smallest of them all. Chris smiled as he took the camera and aimed at the campers who were smiling towards him to take the photo.
"Okay! One, two, three...Oops! Okay, forgot the lens cap." Chris then removed the lens cap off the camera, and aimed it at the campers once again. "Okay, hold that pose. One, tw- oh wait, cards full. Hang on!"
"Come on, man." Leshawna rolled her eyes at Chris. "My face is starting to freeze."
"Got it, okay!" Chris once again aimed his camera at the group of campers and this time ready to that the photo. "Everyone say Wawanakwa!"
"WAWANKWAAAAAAAA!" The time everyone was saying the name of the island, the dock under them collapsed as Chris took the picture of everyone falling into the water.
"Okay guys." Chris smiled towards the wet campers. "Dry off and meet at the campfire pit in 10."
(Campfire)
"That is Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next eight weeks." Chris waved at the scene, "The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates, competition, and maybe even your friends." The campers glanced at each other. "You dig? The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting vote off will win 100,000 bucks."
"Excuse me," Duncan smirked, as he pointed his thumb towards Heather. "What will the sleeping arrangements will be, because I'd like to request a bunk under her."
Heather looked in disgust as she gasped. "They're not co-ed, are they?"
"No." Chris shook his head, making multiple girls as Heather relieved to not share their dorms with the boys. "Girls get one side of each cabin and dudes get the other."
"Excuse me, Kyle." Lindsay spoke up, calling Chris the wrong name. "Can I have a cabin with the lake view since I'm the prettiest?"
"Okay, you are." Chris said causing Lindsay to smile to someone agreeing with her. But Chris narrowed his eyes towards her. "But that's not really how it works here and it's Chris."
Ezekiel rolled his eyes as the most iconic and most annoying scene repeated itself once again from the show. Katie and Sadie claiming they can't live without each other, which for many fans opinion was one of the stupidest scenes ever made from the show.
"This cannot be happening." Gwen complained exactly the words from the home-schooled boy's mind. Still having the difficulty to accept everything happening around her.
"I know your pain Gwen... I really do." Ezekiel thought as he was seeing the complaining of the campers was indeed tiring and worth of a headache. "But that's the first episode for you. Nobody knows how much innocent they were since the first season. And in comparison to all the seasons until the season 5... Would they still complain about the start of season 1?"
"Awww come on guys!" The optimistic Owen, the first winner of season 1 of Total Drama showed the good point of view into appreciating the good things, even from the misfortunes of the show. "It'll be fun, it's like a big sleepover!"
"At least you don't have to sleep next to him." Tyler whispered to Gwen as he pointed at Duncan who was currently and harshly noggin a dear.
"Alright, here is the deal." Chris called everyone's attention towards him. "We're gonna split you into two teams if I call your name out go stand over there. Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Beth, Lindsay, Katie, Owen, Leshawna, Justin, and Noah."
All people called by Chris moved to where he has pointed. Once they were in place, Chris picked up a green banner and launched towards them. "From this moment on, you are officially known as, the Screaming Gophers."
At the moment they unfolded and revealed of a logo of a gopher fiercely screaming on it.
"Yeah!" Owen cheered as he looked at the banner he was helping carry. "I'm a gopher!Wooooo!"
"Wait, what about Sadie?" Katie asked, not wanting to be on a different team without her best friend and sister.
"The rest of you over here." Chris directed the remaining 11 campers. "Geoff, Bridgette, Tyler, DJ, Sadie, Izzy, Courtney, Ezekiel, Duncan, Eva, and Harold. Move, move, move!"
"But Katie's a gopher," Sadie yelled as she was the only one who wasn't starting to move to where Chris instructed. "I have to be a gopher!"
"And here comes the drama again," Ezekiel rolled his eyes, as he walked towards the group following the group of boys who walked towards the line. While Courtney did her best to console Sadie from not being able to be into the other team. Specially since the duo of sisters kept shouting at each other as they are going to miss themselves from being depart of each other... "Why are they here anyway?"
"Tsk, both dunderheads is really getting into my own nerves" A voice was enough to be heard by the home-schooled boy, and by looking behind him, was literally the one person who have the same intimidation factor, also the same class of badassery in some occasions, and also a mystery towards his own kindness... the punk who came from juvenile, and one of MVP characters of the entire show. Duncan. "What are you looking at green-bean?"
Ezekiel noticed on how the delinquent was already annoyed, but he couldn't help but also feel empathy towards him, since being on there personally was different than watching the show from the television. It was even more annoying to deal with the duo of sisters.
"I want to ask if you have a pair of headphones. Because I think my ears are bleeding out from constant nagging of the twins." Ezekiel tried to not be nervous. Since it was his first day on the show, and he needed to create the alliance between the group the quickest as possible.
Duncan stared at the home-schooled boy, staring at him surprisingly. But then a scream from the sisters crying loudly was enough to make both flinch and cringe from their noise.
"If I had to I would have used instead, so tough luck brat." Duncan said as he tried to cover his ear from ringing, and by staring at the boy, he could see him nodding at him.
"Though so, it was worth a shot to try." Ezekiel sighed as he accepted on how screwed the group was, and while he turned his back towards the delinquent, he didn't see Duncan grinning from enjoying to see someone having the same thoughts as him.
Once the remaining 11 campers were in the place, Chris pulled out a red banner and tossed it over the other team. "You guys will officially be known as... the Killer Bass!" Harold and Ezekiel both caught the banner and opened it up with the show logo of a fierce looking bass.
"Ahhh... a Killer Bass." Ezekiel repeated, as he could see the logo with more detail, and he couldn't help but enjoy his team. "Not going to lie, holding the flag of a team like that is really cool."
"I know right?" Harold commented as he also looked at the logo and smiled. "It's like... amazing."
"All right, campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition." Chris informed everyone of that particular detail. Since they are on a reality show, they should be expected to be watched pretty much 24 hours every day.
(Confession Both)
Confession - Chris
"You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want." Chris explained as he sat down in an outhouse with a camera attached to the door with flies buzzing around. "Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking. Or just get something off your chest."
Confession - Gwen
"Um, okay..." Gwen began before looking right into the camera. "So far this stinks."
Confession - Ezekiel.
"To be honest, I just want to use here before someone has a good idea about farting this place," Ezekiel commented as he took off his hat and started scratching his hair. "Being home-schooled without having any social interaction than my father and my mother, it's a scary experience. I just hope what Chris said is true, that I would make good friends on this show."
Confession - Lindsay
"Um, I don't get it." Lindsay said while turning around and standing up, her butt right in front of the camera. "Where's the camera guy?"
Confession - Loon
A loon could be seen inside the confessional putting on lipstick before it let out a quack as it saw the camera attached to the door.
Confession - Owen
"Hey everyone. Check this out." Owen said with a serious tone and face. "I have something very important to say."
Owen was silent for a moment before farting and starting to laugh.
(Outside)
"All right. Any questions?" Chris asked the campers only for them to remain quiet. "Cool. Let's find your cabins. Gophers, you're in the east cabin, Bass, you're in the west."
"weeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssst." Ezekiel whispered to himself while he did a W with his two hands, while he recalled one of his favorite jokes from one cartoon show about an adventurer kid in the middle of the sea.
Luckily nobody saw him doing it, but the way he chuckled to himself, not noticing that the camera was also recording on that moment, but he was too happy to actually care of being recorded for remaking one good scene.
The two teams quickly headed to their assigned cabins with the boys heading into one half and girls in the other.
At the Gopher cabin, Heather was the first girl of the Gophers to reach the girls had, after examining everything she decided to ask.
"Bunk Beds?" Heather quickly complained as she knows how much annoying the entire show will be. "Isn't that a little… summer camp?"
"That's the idea genius." Gwen rolled her eyes at Heather before passing by her.
"Shut up, weird goth girl!" Heather quipped at Gwen which the goth already dropped her stuffs and started unpacking.
Without noticing there was a boy who came nearby her.
"You're so smart." Cody complimented, which made Gwen scoffs and rolls her eyes. "I feel that."
"Shouldn't you be on the boy's side?" Gwen sighed before harshly ask, which made the boy smile sheepishly, a second before gets launched himself outside of the cabin passing by Leshawna who was happily walking on the cabin, but cringed at the results of his land over the grass.
Trent was happily walking until Cody got to eat grass in front of him. But after a second he resumed his happy walk towards the cabin.
Chris simply walked but was enjoying every single moment of their interactions. Before Lindsay stepped outside of the cabin and looked at Chris.
"Where are the outlets?" Lindsay asked at the host. Since she knew that she would need them for one important reason. "I have to plug in my straightening iron."
"There are some in the communal bathrooms," Chris informed her by also gesturing his head towards the bathroom area. "Just across the way."
"Communal bathrooms?" Lindsay asked trying to repeat the words the host had just said, but then she tilted her head. "But I'm not Catholic."
"Not Communion, Communal." Chris corrected the teenage model. Whic she still didn't understand what was the difference.
"It means we shower together. Idiot" Gwen explained to Lindsay as she sat down on the steps to the cabin.
Lindsay's eyes got wet and her lips trembled, until she let it out her outburst.
"AW NO COME ON!" Lindsay shouted her complaints which made Gwen cover her ears as the boys nearby her cabin came to watch Lindsay freak out.
"I'm glad we're in our own cabin with just guys. Know what I mean?" Owen laughed but only he realized his mistake after hearing just the silence between his roommates. He realized the double meaning of his own words, and now he quickly tried to correct himself. "I mean no! I didn't mean it like that! I love chicks. Hehe, I just don't wanna sleep near them. Atata-uh I mean…"
"Excuse me, Chris?" Geoff called out the host. Since he was helping Bridgette to get on her own cabin. "Is there, uh, a chaperon of any kind in this facility here?"
"You're all 16 years old, as old as a counselor in training at a regular summer camp." Chris told all the teenager's around him. "So other than myself. You'll be unsupervised. You've got half an hour to unpack and meet me back at the main lodge, starting… now."
"Cool." The party boy smiled, until a shout loud enough to make all the campers stares at the gopher's cabin in surprise of the panic shout.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" The group came to the door until they found it was Lindsay who shouted. Being above a stool, and refusing to even touch the floor.
"Man that white girl can scream." Leshawna commented somewhat impressed.
Lindsay shouted and pointed in the direction of what would be a cockroach who was having a good morning activities.
"WHAT IS IT?" She asked in a disgusted and horrified tone. "KILL IT, KILL IT."
DJ looked down and when he saw the cockroach walking on the floor, his panic mode activated and he highly jumped towards one of the nearby beds… breaking it at the same moment.
"That…was my bed." Gwen lamented in a disappointed tone, as she could see DJ still shaking in fear above her now broken bed.
Many of the campers screamed as they tried to either climb up the beds or even try to kill the little insect who was too fast for them, the cockroach was about to leave the floor, until from the right side Duncan came by lifting the axe, and on the left was Ezekiel who was now aiming his bow towards the roach.
"Hello little fly." It was the last thing the home-schooled said before Duncan and him proceed to do an overkill.
The results of the overkill was made when campers saw what would be the remaining of the insect. A half cockroach which in the above part was with an arrow stuck on the body with the half head cut.
"That's a new way to kill a cockroach." Gwen had to admit, she was impressed. As Tyler came to see what happened from the other side of the door.
"Awesoooome." Harold loved a good overkill, even made by the delinquent and a boy who came with a bow with him.
Tyler approached Lindsay who was above DJ which both of them had the same fear of same insect who tormented them.
"If one of them appears once again, you can call me. Okay? Because…" Tyler offered his helps until he gave a pause and with a long sniff with his nose. Until he confident answered. "Listen. I also know how to do that."
Lindsay smiled, as she felt like love for the first time on the day, as she smiled at him, Tyler also felt the same feelings that the little blond shared with him. Both smiled and stared at each other.
"Wow, I always thought love in first sight happens in the movies and cartoons." Ezekiel commented, knowing Tyler and Lindsay ended up together for a few seasons, or from what they interaction were over the seasons.
Duncan scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"Of course they always fall for the jocks." Duncan replied which made Ezekiel look at him, and then after reflecting a bit, he couldn't help but imagine the delinquent was telling the truth.
Since the incident was over, the boys of the killer bass team finally left the East side, and went back to resume their activities.
At the Bass cabin, Ezekiel as the other boys got inside of the cabin, they saw sets of bunk beds set up. There was also a wood-burning stove, a carper, some drawers, and a few lanterns.
"Wow." The farmer boy whispered as he got inside for the cabin, by watching the scenario from the television was one thing, but actually having the opportunity to camp and having a bunk bed experience by the first time, he couldn't help but feel thrilled. "Awesome."
"Well, at least these beds looks solid and ready for us to take a lay above them." Geoff came next as he already feeling more optimistic by seeing the beds, but also enjoying someone having a great time. "So who wants to bunk bed with me?"
Ezekiel turned to Geoff and smiled at him nodding towards him.
"Alright, little dude. Want the bunk of the top or the bed of the bottom?" Geoff said, not complaining about the cabin since one of the parties he had ended him sleeping on the middle of street.
"Can I have the top? I never have slept in one of these before." Ezekiel requested which made the party boy raise his eyebrow to the insinuation of the teenager in front of him, but decided to just smile and nod, which made Ezekiel get excited and launch his luggage over the top of the bunk bed.
"Awesome, someone want to share a bunk bed with me?" Harold smiled, but since the silence over the group made him pout and look against him. "Really?"
Tyler and DJ were looking outside of the door, but then they turned back to the nerd who seemed to be pouting.
"Sorry I was distracted, what was the question again?" DJ asked which made Harold sigh and try once again.
"If someone wants to share the bunker with me?" Harold tried once again which made made both of them think about.
"Well I don't mind dude. Which bed you want?" Tyler asked quickly, after seeing that the only remaining cabin partners was the nerd or the delinquent, and seeing that he commented to the goth girl about who would want to be sleeping next to Duncan, he preferred to not risk it.
"Awesome" Harold by seeing an honest response, was happy and excited over having a bunk partner, which made the nerd expert launch all his stuffs on the top of the bed. "I will take the top.
Tyler sighed in relief with himself, as DJ just shrugged and walked towards the delinquent.
"Hey, wouldn't you mind if I take the bottom bed? I have a fear of heights." DJ honestly commented which made Duncan raise his eyebrow to him. But shrugging he placed all the luggage he had, and all the boys prepared themselves to settle down.
Duncan then released the axe nearby his bed and then looked at the teenager with a few arrows and the bow with him. "Nice shot dude."
Ezekiel turned his head and saw Duncan actually impressed by him using arrow.
"To be honest, the roach wasn't even moving, and I was 3 feet away from it. I was actually surprised that I hit on the body, just 1 centimeter away and I would have missed." The home-schooled boy replied, which made Duncan hmm but nods his head towards him.
"But hey, it was awesome man, I didn't know you can use bow and arrow like that." Geoff said which made Harold and DJ agree with him.
"Yeah dude, you have massive skills like me. I know how to fight with nunchucks." Harold decided to boast about himself, until Duncan snorted.
"Bullcrap." Duncan coughed under his fist which made Harold glares towards him.
"Wow." Ezekiel commented sounding impressed, just like the way he did on phobia factor episode. "Show us."
"Wait right now?" Harold commented surprised. Which made the group of boys stare at him.
"Yeah dude." Geoff commented now being interested into the boasting of the nerd. "We still have time to do our things before going to the main camp. So show us."
"Unless you are lying." Duncan decided to make fun, but seeing Harold taking of from his behind pocket the actual nun-chucks he shut his mouth, and stared in surprise.
"Alright guys. Give me some space, let me show you my awesome skills." Harold said as he started spun his nun-chucks and firstly he started with one hand, then he passed towards his other hand. Until the group of boys stared in awe on the nerd actually nailing it how to use it perfectly. Until the last second, all of the boys winced when the nun-chuck hit the jewels of the nerd who gave a silent scream in pain.
"Ohhhh" The group of boys mumbled as they held their precious friends with their hands.
"Okay, I was going to make fun of it, but the nature itself did that for me. But still 7 of 10. At least we know you are telling the truth." Duncan commented, and while he wanted to make fun of the nerd, he was still wincing in the pain of imagining himself to be hit in such terrible place. He just hoped that nothing like that happens to him.
"Yeah I agree with Duncan, you were nailing just fine. But I think you need to calm down the speed a bit, until you get used to stop using it. You need to work better on the finale." Ezekiel agreed with the delinquent, and DJ and Geoff nodded their heads. "At least that was indeed one awesome skill, but you still need to train until it's perfect."
"Okay." Harold said with a tiny voice, still wincing in pain. And it took a few minutes for the same nerd to get up and feel himself good as new.
Which made the group of boys finish their touches on their beds.
"And now for the flag." Ezekiel and Harold placed the killer bass flag on the wall, by being tied to the wood, which made a good symbol of their commitment to the team they are.
"Awesome…" Ezekiel commented as he walked towards the door, and looked at the cabin which looked a bit more different from the show, but he wasn't always focused on the details of the background, maybe he was overthinking it. But he couldn't help but admire the place he will be sleeping from now on. "I bet that this is the best cabin of the entire show."
"It seems everything amazes you shrimp," Duncan said as he was still laid over his bed, rolling his eyes by seeing how the smallest member of their team seemed to be impressed by just a simple camp. "You don't leave home often don't you?"
"Actually I have never left the farm," Ezekiel explained, which made the entire cabin be in silence. Ezekiel by watching the show many times knew who each character was, and he knew that kind of information was good to explain his story and already to give and earn the trust of them. "I have been home schooled my whole life, and I never had the opportunity to leave the farm at all. So being here is kinda whole new life experience to me."
"You shitting me." Duncan blinked as he stared at the young boy who was taking out his hat, and usual hoodie and placed above his luggage.
"You mean, you never went into summer camps, or school to develop skills like me?" Harold commented horrified to see someone who actually never had the possibility to actually go towards to talk and be awesome like he is.
"Nah, my ma and pa did their best to actually protect me from a bad experience of public school… I mean, it was a tragedy they tried to avoid me to receive as my other member of family. But like that I never actually talked to someone else than my ma and pa… oh, and you guys." Ezekiel said confidently, but he became a bit uncomfortable from the massive silence of the cabin. "Guys, that's okay. This new experience is so awesome for me. And I'm living the moment like never before. Like possibly going into a party after the show."
"Really, man?" Geoff commented in disbelief and the teenager nodded, making the party boy look at him with not just concern, but actual pity. "You never went into a big party?"
"Never went into one, I just saw them in television. Is it true that some parties are so crazy that usually ends up in an adventure like the movies?" Ezekiel always wanted to ask someone about a thing like that, and by seeing Geoff as someone who always had a great time doing parties, he could end up with maybe not the answer he was expecting since Total Drama was a show for television.
"OH HELL YEAH!" Geoff shouted as he came nearby to the brunette boy and touched his shoulder. "Me and my friend Brody once we had a party so hard that, I remember once waking up in the middle of street. And I was sleeping walking."
"That was crazy, but isn't…" DJ commented as he was thinking about how crazy could have been but he didn't imagine the answer he got from Geoff.
"I woke up 20 kilometers from the city I had the party at."Geoff finished which made the entire group of boys stares at the party boy like if he was a kind of monster.
"Dude, that's crazy." Duncan laughed which made the other campers agree with him.
"There is no way that you could possibly walk back." Tyler gave the fact, that everybody on the room nodded their heads toward the party boy who chuckled.
"I know, I had to ask a taxi driver to take me on my best friend's house, it was a crazy night. That wasn't even the craziest party I had, once my uncle had a bachelor party and it was so crazy, that I'm sure that I even should talk about this in television." Geoff impressed the whole group which they nodded their heads understanding the meaning behind his words. "Still good memories… But hey, little dude. It's crazy you never went in one."
"Nah, that's fine. I'm still a teenager, I have time to go one someday. But thanks for telling me that Geoff, I hope someday I would go into a crazy party like that." Ezekiel couldn't help but love the experience, knowing a bit of more the facts of the characters who never showed over the episode from the television. It was an amazing experience for him.
"Oh, that's not a problem then. I can call you guys into the next party I'm going to do after the show. Everyone here is invited." Geoff was chill into calling his cabin mates over the next party, since everyone around was chill and that statement actually made the entire group excited.
"NICE, OHOOO. I CAN'T WAIT FOR IT." The entire crew cheered, the first day of the show has been neat until the moment. They just hope that the entire day would be like that.
(Main Lodge)
Once the groups were finished and half hour has passed, everyone was lined up in the mess hall waiting to be served their food. The one serving the cook was a very strong and bulked up man, a man who seemed to have served the army a few years before taking the job as chef from the show. The man's who named himself Chef Hatchet.
"Listen up, I serve it three times a day," The chef called the attention with his gruff and harsh tone, as he was moving his bow with a tray and having somewhat the food of what would the campers look weirdly of what kind of crappy food they would be served on that moment. "I serve it three times a day and you'll eat it three times a day! Grab a tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!"
Beth and Harold approached Chef as they started staring at the yellow goo he was serving to them, as the same thing which resembled as minced meat on their breads.
"Excuse me." Beth said as she looked at the rather… questionable food in front of her. "But will we be getting all the major food groups?"
Harold decided to agreed with Beth since he wanted to give a good point, since he thought Chef would be a reasonable person who would actually care of the campers.
"Yeah, cause I get hypoglycemic real bad if I don't get enough sugar." Harold decided to try to reach the pity from the former military, but instead he gave him more reason to be pissed off.
"YOU'LL GET A WHOLE LOT OF SHUT THE HECK UP!" Chef yelled right into Harold's face which made him regret to even speak his mind on that minute. And he decided to follow the Chef's order.
"Have a cow." Owen joked to Noah who smirked, but that wasn't unnoticed by the Chef.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!" Chef yelled as he glared harshly at the two boys. Both of the boys flinched in response. "Come closer fat boy! I didn't hear you!"
"Oh, I didn't really say anything important." Owen said quickly, this time shutting himself to not make the chef even madder from being there.
"I'm sure you didn't!" Chef commented by letting Owen go, this time… He then looked at Noah. "You! Scrawny kid, give me your plate."
Chef wanted to give the little boy more punishment for giving him even more the food he prepared. Since Noah silently gave the plate for him, Chef threw down some extra minced meat on his burger, but on the next second the food seemed to have anti gravity and went back on the scooper, just only for Chef to throw it back on Noah's plate.
Leshawna looked at Eva who was silently waiting for her turn. "Yo, what's up girl?"
Eva simply stared at her, but didn't respond anything, she just took her food and went away. Which caused Leshawna glares at her.
"Oh, it's gonna be like that, is it?" Leshawna noticed the other girl was giving her the treatment of silence, and she hated it because people would just ignores her because they think they are better than her.
"NEXT!" Chef yelled which made Leshawna flinch as she was dragged back to the reality.
Lindsay and Gwen were the next in the line, and since the blonde bombshell looked at the food, she tried to use a good excuse to not eat the food.
"Excuse me my nutritionist says I shouldn't eat any white sugar, white flour, or like dairy." Lindsay said as Chef stared at her unimpressed as he took a fly in the air and crushed it like like nothing. His patience was almost on his limit.
"I don't think that's gonna be a problem." Gwen told Lindsay while looking at her food in disgust. Even then she noticed that her burger started to twitch.
"Cool." Lindsay lamented, as she took her try away, with the other members of her team.
Gwen knowing that it would be a bad idea, she still had to do it.
"OK, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day but I think mine just moved." Gwem regretted saying that since Chef took a hammer and splattered the meat of her burger on his face, and some on her face. Gwen forced a smile. "Right! Okay, then."
Ezekiel watched Duncan complaining about the food actually almost looked exactly from the juvenile, and seeing it was his turn next.
Just at the moment the little boy stared at the giant bulk looking angrily at him, and he was staring at his own tray, he couldn't help but ask.
"Is that an M.R.E.?" Ezekiel wanted to see if was the truth, and from the looking of surprise from the Chef's face, it seems that he caught him off surprise.
"Yes, it is… Smoked Meat with Mustard Sauce." Chef answered at Ezekiel, who finally could see the color semblance.
"Ohh, okay." Ezekiel took the tray and turned his back to the chef, which seemed to ruff in response, and go back to serving food.
The entire group of campers were looking or even trying to eat their food, but seeing Ezekiel to place part of the white yellowish goo over the burger, the group stared at him like he was crazy.
Ezekiel gave a first bite… And he couldn't help to imagine, it was more sour than he expected. Maybe he have exaggerated over the mustard but it wasn't the worst food he ever had. At least he knows what he was eating.
"Err dude." A voice was enough to bring attention from Ezekiel to stares at Geoff in surprise. "Why did you place that thing over your burger?"
"That's mustard sauce." Ezekiel replied, which made the entire bass team, blinks at him. "And damn, the sauce is very sour. Be careful to place above the burger."
"Really?" Tyler commented, as Bridgette was almost ready to eat her burger. But on the next second, she stopped. "I can't believe this thing was mustard."
The killer bass table, decided to place just a bit of the white goo over their burgers, and they couldn't help but feel that it became 30 percent less horrible than the time they started eating. Bridgette was between choosing the burger and the mustard, but with a sigh, she went directly on the mustard and started eating the sour sauce.
The gophers on the other side of the table, who were behind Ezekiel on the line also were eating their burgers with mustard on the top, which still was disgusting. Sadie was staring sadly at the table of the killer bass, since it was the only way to keep an eye contact with her sister.
At the moment it passed and they remained eating. Chris walked with his iconic smile.
"Welcome to main lodge." Chris smirked, placing his arms behind his back.
"Yo, my man." Geoff looked up from his tray, "Can we order a pizza?"
The party boy then regretted since a cleaver flew past Geoff's head and cut into the doorway above Chris's head.
"WHOA! It's cool, G! Smoked meat and Mustard is cool!" The party boy tried to make amends which Chef growled, making most of campers cower.
But most of them nodding agreeing with Geoff.
"Your next challenge begins in one hour." Chris smiled, chuckling from what he is seeing. He then proceeded to walk outside, leaving the campers with what would be for the challenge.
"What do you think they'll make us do?" Katie asked DJ in a nervous tone.
"It's our first challenge, how hard can it be?" DJ shrugged with a calm tone and expression, not worried for one fraction.
"Ohhh, your sweet little child." Ezekiel thought as he could see how DJ would regret into saying that. "You are going to have a veeeeeeery long first, second and third season."
ONE HOUR LATER
Soon enough, all 24 campers found themselves in their swimsuits, standing near the edge of the island's 100-foot-high cliff.
"OH *BLEEP*!" DJ shouted regretting every single word he said.