Total Drama Island...?

The Fanfiction
Mmkay, so this is a Fanfiction by me, for you! Kevin replaces (thinks of a random boy in the series) Noah, and it starts... err... now? Kevin's  a little bored   at the moment.  02:29, May 13, 2010 (UTC)

Chapter I: The Not So Happy Campers
The camera pans across the island of Camp Wawanakawa, then shows TV host, Chris McLean, standing on an extremely unstable dock.

"Yo, what's up? It's Chris McLean! And I'm here to host the hottest thing on TV since That 80's Show!" The scene then cuts to Chris in between two cabins. "Here, 22 totally different campers will compete in challenges and vote each other off in order to win one hundred thousand big ones!" The scene cuts back to Chris standing on the creaky dock. "So, don't touch that dial, and tune in to Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

Chris impatiently looked at his watch. "It's an hour after arrival, where are those twer--" (notices the camera) "Twenty-two campers...!"

Chris was relieved to finally see a boat pull up to the dock. A boy with an entirely red sweatsuit tripped off of the boat. Chris put on a fake smile. "Tyler, what's up?" "Great to be he--" Before he could finish, Tyler tripped on one of the dock's many loose planks, falling face-first.

Before Chris could even pretend to be concerned, another camper arrived. This one was a girl, who was fairly tall, and carried a red and orange surfboard. Chris looked at his clipboard. "Eva?" The girl chuckled and stated, "No, I'm Bridgette." Chris angrily shuffled through his papers and mumbled, "Lazy boat-driving people... never on schedule!"

Another boy, who was creepily overweight, stepped off of the boat. "How're ya doin', guys!?" He bear-hugged Chris. "Great to be here, dude!" Chris tried his hardest not to smack him in the face. "That's great... Owen..." Owen then let him go, and stood next to Bridgette and Tyler, who were already chatting away on the opposite side of the dock.

Two boats pulled up at the same time, and they were apparently racing. Two boys stepped off of the boats, one with oddly-dyed green hair, and the other with auburn hair. "You obviously somehow adjusted your engine, since the boat's terminal velocity was only 75 meters per second, while yours went 85 meters per second," the auburn-haired one argued while punching numbers in his calculator. The boy with green hair simply rolled his eyes, grabbed the other boy's calculator, and tossed it into the lake. Chris intervened. "Duncan, Harold, great to meet you guys..."

Another boat arrived, and two girls dressed identically were dropped off. "Oh my gosh, Sadie! This is just like Camp Hole in the Wall," the skinnier one reminisced. Sadie nodded intently. "This brings back soooo many memories, Katie!" "You introduced yourselves, way to do my job for me," Chris remarked. The friends simply stated in unison, "No problem."

Chris took a head count. "Only eight campers?" (he notices a cue card behind the camera) "Erm, seven? By now we should be at ten!" Right then, another boat approached the dock. A girl with lightly-tinted sunglasses delicately stepped off and examined the camp. "We're staying here? Are you serious?" She stomped toward Chris and pouted. "You didn't see the picture in the brochure, Heather?" Chris questioned. Heather snorted and walked toward the other campers. "I'm too popular to be caught reading."

Almost immediately, a boat honked its horn, and left a boy who was slightly tall, with curly hair and headphones. He clumsily walked off the boat and shook hands with Chris. "'Sup?" The boy waved to the other campers and got no response. Chris scoffed and said, "Oh, right, you're the normal one on this show. I won't even say your name for you." The boy was taken aback, and just said, "Uh, okay? I'm Kevin, since I won't get an introduction."

Before Kevin could get to the crowd of campers, a boat reached the dock. A slightly overweight girl struted her way down to the dock. "Wassup y'all? It's Shawnie!" She carried her leopard-patterned luggage and high-fived Chris. Chris grinned. "LeShawna, loud and proud!" She walked over to the rest of the contestants and played around with her phone. Chris, noticing this, began to chuckle, confusing everyone.

Another boat arrived, and a fairly short girl with pink pants stumbled onto the dock. Chris scratched the back of his head. "Wow, Beth, I didn't know you were that sho--" Her glare stopped him. "...vertically challenged." Beth got over her anger at Chris and approached the campers. "Hey guys..." (a boat horn honks, muting out everything she says) "...and I hope you can accept me for who I am." Beth smiled and stood next to Owen.

Another boat drew near to the dock, and in the distance, a girl with blonde hair and a blue bandanna was seen waving to the cast. Chris waved back. "Lindsay! What's up?" Lindsay shrugged. "The usual -- blue sky." After holding back a snicker, Chris gestured Lindsay towards the crowd of campers. Lindsay skipped over to LeShawna, Beth, and Heather and began to comb her hair.

Once Lindsay was settled in, the campers began to pour in at the same time. A boy and a girl arrived in the same boat. Chris was confused. "What happened to separate boats?" The girl in the blue jumpsuit bared her teeth. "My boat crashed, so I swam 15 miles until I found another one." She darted her eyes towards the boy, who looked worried. The boy ran his fingers through his dark brown hair. "She's a little rough, but I guess she's dateable." After flipping through the papers in his clipboard, Chris concluded that these two were Eva and Cody.

Before Chris could wonder about the remaining 8 contestants, a girl crawled out from underneath the dock wearing an outfit entirely made of dried seaweed. The girl ran up and shook Chris's hand. "Hey, Chris! Is this a summer camp? I love summer camps! I once went to a summer camp where everyone was always jumping around and stuff and then we all ate marshmallows around a campfire and then one of the counselors went psycho and like, buried two campers alive, but I wasn't one of them so it's okay!" Everyone's eyes widened and they all slowly shuffled backwards. Chris asked, "Erm... are you Izzy?" Izzy replied, "How do you know my name? Are you onto me too?" Her eyes darted around and she hid behind Owen.

Chris rolled his eyes to notice another camper, with an over-sized backpack and guitar. The camper looked concerned and said, "Erm, Chris, is there a reason why there's duct tape under the dock?" Chris put his finger to his lips. "Hush, Trent, just stand over there." That didn't stop the other campers from murmuring and peering from underneath the rickety dock.

Another girl arrived, wearing green pants and a gray shirt. She waved to the rest of the competitors. "Nice to meet you all. I'm Cour--" Chris snapped, "That's my job. This is Courtney." He winked. Slightly annoyed, Courtney stepped into the crowd. The campers began to hear slight creaking. Duncan complained, "Dude, this thing's about to bust."

In the distance, loud music was heard from an oncoming boat. There were four boys dancing on it, all of them completely offbeat, with one of them raising the volume on their iPhone. Chris raised an eyebrow. "What happened to the other three boats?" A boy in a pink shirt pointed backwards. "The drivers are partying, dude!" Chris exhaled slowly and recited the boys' names. "You four must be... Ezekiel, Justin, DJ, and Gee-off?" "Geoff," the boy in the pink shirt stated while putting his hand up for a high-five. Chris put his hand down and counted the campers.

"21... who're we missing?" The final boat arrived, and it dropped off a girl with teal highlights in her jet black hair. She glanced at the campsite, then at the campers, then at Chris, and rolled her eyes. Chris crossed his arms and looked at his watch. "You're late, Gwen, along with the others." Gwen looked at her watch. "Ahem, someone's neglecting their time zones..."

Embarrassed, Chris led them to the other end of the dock. "Okay, before I start to talk and you guys pretend to listen, I need a group shot of all of you!" The 22 campers arranged themselves and Chris began to countdown. "Three... two... one... darn, low battery. Be right back, getting my boat adapter..." Which, in response, got 22 groans, and a dock which began to shake. Trent began to worry. Before he could yell, Run!, the dock collapsed and the 22 competitors were soaked.

Heather whined, "My hair!" Trent cried, "My guitar!" Kevin complained, "My headphones!" Izzy exclaimed, "My blood pressure!" She swam back to shore and ran across the campsite, screaming the entire time.

As the campers dried off and gathered around, Chris began to explain everything. "Welcome to Camp Wawanakawa. You guys will compete in this reality show, for the 100,000 grand prize! How do you win? By voting off your fellow campers in the super-dramatic bonfire ceremonies after every challenge! Which reminds me, you guys'll be split up into teams!" Chris flipped to the last page on his clipboard. "Okay, if I call your name... stand over there." Chris pointed to his right.

"Justin... Gwen... DJ... Kevin... Owen... Courtney... LeShawna... Duncan... Bridgette... Eva... and... Trent!" He threw a green rolled-up piece of paper at Trent. "You guys are the Screaming Gophers!" Courtney remarked, "What a... creative name..." Eva bluntly stated, "It's stupid." "Deal with it," Chris rebutted.

"Now, the rest of you, which are Heather, Geoff, Izzy, Lindsay, Harold, Sadie, Beth, Cody, Tyler, Katie, and Ezekiel..." He threw a red rolled-up piece of paper at Ezekiel. "You eleven are the Killer Bass!" "I don't wanna kill anyone. Yet," Heather said as she scanned her team. Harold winked. "If you have to, make me last on your list." "Okay, lovebirds, settle down," Chris mocked.

Chris read his cuecard behind the camera. "Now, you guys are gonna have plenty of feelings to dish out during the course of the season, so you're gonna dish 'em in our bathroom confessional!" Chris: (confessional) Dish out all of your feelings in here! The other campers probably won't see it.... Izzy: (confessional) This is so cool! I just hope some killer in a hockey mask doesn't attack us at midnight, though. That would be baaad. Gwen: (confessional) I do not wanna be here. This was a bet between my little brother and I, and unfortunately, I won.

Chris noticed that Kevin was still listening to his iPod and LeShawna was still trying to get a signal. "Heh heh, I hope you two realize that no electronics are allowed on the island..." The campers all yelled, "What!?" Chris grinned from ear-to-ear. "You got that right. Everything goes in here." He picked up a basket. "Any camper caught with electronics after this moment will be eliminated immediately."

After collecting everything, Chris announced, "Now, let's show you where you guys are sleeping!" He led them to the cabins. "There are six bunkbeds in each cabin. One is for the Gophers, the other for the Bass. Guys get on side, girls get the other!" "Chris, there's only five girls on our team," Courtney whined. "Same with us, only there's five guys," Harold chimed. Chris walked away and said, "The extra bunk is for you to decide." Harold: (confessional) He's pretty good at making drama.

In the Gopher cabin, the girls (except for Courtney) unanimously decided that the extra bunk would be where they would put their extra stuff. Courtney protested, "So, we're just going to waste a bed?" Gwen laid down on her top bunk, above Eva. "Pretty much." Not wanting to seem like a bother, Courtney huffed and walked back to her bunk under Bridgette. LeShawna, Justin, and Kevin played cards together, in order to pass the time and try to forget about their electronics, which were now gone. "Wha'cha got," LeShawna inquired, while fluttering her cards. "Crap, I'm out," Justin frowned, as he dropped five 8s on the table. LeShawna and Kevin were confused. "How did you..." Justin erased some marks on the numbers to reveal that he actually had a 6, 8, 9, 3, and 2. LeShawna moved on to Kevin. "How 'bout you, mister headphone?" "Full house. Three aces, two kings," Kevin replied confidently, as he put his cards on the coffee table. LeShawna's expression faded. "That sucks, 'cause I got... a Royal Flush, baby!" Kevin's jaw dropped. "Whoa!" He pushed the rest of his cheese puffs to LeShawna, and they shook hands.

Meanwhile, in the Bass cabin, the girls began to have a fierce debate over the remaining bunk. "I brought an entire make-up kit. It's like, big," Lindsay argued. Heather rolled her eyes. "Of course it is. But I have to alternate bunks between weeks. I have my own bunkbed to myself at home." Ezekiel interrupted. "Who says you'll even be here for a week, eh?" "Excuse me!? Did you just question the longevity of my stay on this island," Heather exclaimed. Ezekiel moved back slowly. "Err, no.. I, uh..." Heather: (confessional) This. Sucks. Katie and Sadie began to converse. "Oh my gosh, I left those cute blue shorts back at home," Katie whined. Sadie asked, "The light blue ones I bought with you last week, or those cute short ones we got on Wednesday with Tracie?" Katie cried, "Both!"

Chris pressed the button on a blowhorn. Gwen poked her head out of a window. "Are you gonna go that everyday?" Chris shrugged. "Possibly. Now, follow me to the Mess Hall!" Once they arrived, they noticed a man about six feet tall carrying an 8-inch wide butcher knife. Chris gestured to him. "This is Chef Hatchet. He's your chef for your time on this show. It's either eat his food or starve, so I suggest you scarf it down." Geoff raised his hand. "What happened to Chinese Take-Out?" Chef's butcher knife toss was self-explanatory.

The camera zoomed out, and returned to Chris, who was on the beach next to the dock, which was being repaired by Chef. Chris smiled to the camera. "Who will be eliminated first? Who's gonna win the million dollar prize? Where did Katie and Sadie get those cute blue shorts? Find the answer to at least one of these questions on the next episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter II: Rock Bottom
The camera zoomed in on Chris. He recapped, "Last time, on Total Drama Island! Twenty-two teens arrived at a rundown summer camp, for the chance to win a hundred grand! Tension flared pretty early in the Bass cabin, while the Gophers gambled their feelings around! Who will win? Who will be the first to go? Find out, only on Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

The campers were awoken by a loud megaphone, in front of a microphone, connected to an amplifier, connected to an electric guitar. Heather shrieked. "What the heck is going on out there?" The campers exited their cabins and gathered around Chris. "Hope you had a nice sleep! Now, before I get a smart comment from any of you," Chris darted his eyes at Kevin, who shrugged, "I'll explain your very first challenge!"

"You guys are gonna become rockstars for the day! It's up to you to decide who's in the band, who does technical stuff, the whole nine yards." Heather's hand shot up. "I call band manager!" Heather: (confessional) I had to take the leadership role. Have you seen my teammates? Chris continued to explain. "There's eleven of you on each team, but only seven will be needed. The rest of you are the audience. You'll need: One camper on vocals, one camper on bass, one camper on guitar, one camper on drums, one band manager, and two technical producers. You have eight hours to decide who's who and create a song! Best song wins the challenge and immunity for their team, and the losers will determine who gets the boot first! Your equipment is at the camp's amphitheater, a mile walk east! Ready, set..." Courtney raised her hand. "Chris, we haven't even eate--" Chris shouted, "GO!"

The campers ran towards the east, through the dense woods and towards the amphitheater. Trent: (confessional) I've never played an electric guitar before... must feel pretty awesome. Harold: (confessional) I play a rockin' air guitar. Wanna see? (Harold plays an air guitar, then makes a twang sound) Crud! Broke a string! Lindsay: (confessional) I'm a great singer. Listen to this! (attempts to hit a high note, but is incredibly off-pitch and cracks the camera lens)

As the campers arrived, they gthered around their equipment. DJ looked around and asked, "Who wants to be BM?" Owen wondered, "Doesn't that stand for bowel movement?" Owen: (confessional) (while munching on a bag of potato chips) It's a long story. (his stomach grumbles) Ohhh, boy... (he puts his hand over the camera lens, several disturbing noises are heard) "I guess I'll be band manager. I mean, I was part of my own band. I'm also a CIT," Courtney said. LeShawna crossed her arms. "What about these?" She pointed to the instruments. Trent gave his opinion. "The classic rock band has a guy on drums and guitar an a girl on bass, and vocals are up to us. I'll cover the guitar..." "...and Duncan and Bridgette can get bass and drums," Courtney said while giving Duncan a cold look. Duncan: (confessional) That girl's sass totally creases me. What the heck did I do? Gwen asked, "What about vocals? DJ and I can't do it, our voices crack too much. Eva's voice is a little... rough..." Justin cleared his throat. "I'll gladly sing for you guys." He winked. Twice. After swooning over the female Gophers, he suggested that LeShawna an Kevin be the technical producers due to their love of electronics. Courtney: (confessional) Everyone here is actually as smart as me. It's pressuring me.

At the same time, the Bass were deciding their roles as well. Heather clarified her role as band manager once again. "I called band manager a long time ago, so--" Katie and Sadie simultaneously cut off Heather. "We know!!" Heather: (confessional) I know that I'm not exactly anybody's BFF, but that's going to get me eliminated once we lose a challenge. Faking a smile, Heather turned to her teammates. "So, who wants to be the technical producers?" Tyler and Beth shrugged and volunteered. Tyler: (confessional) I dunno anything about computers or whatever, but it can't be too hard to do, heh... right? Harold jumped up. "I can play a wicked guitar!" Cody also sprung up. "And I'm awesome at the drums!" Heather continued to sport a false grin. "That's great! Lindsay can play bass, and Izzy can do vocals! Wait, where is that psych-- girl?" Izzy: (confessional) Hi, world! How ya doin'? I'm Izzy! Everyone here is so totally awesome! Especially that Tyler kid! He's so funny when he attacks the floor!"

The Gophers began to bicker about what the song would be. "We're a rock band! We need a hardcore song," Duncan explained. "Hardcore? It's not really necessary," Gwen said in rebuttal. Duncan was annoyed. "Uh, yeah, it kinda is." So was Gwen. "Oh, no, it isn't." Courtney was tired of the back-and-forth. "Let's just vote!" In the end, the majority of the team sided with Gwen, and they ended up writing a soft rock song.

Heather, realizing her nice act wasn't very effective, took Lindsay and Beth to the side. "Hey there, guys! Guess what?" Heather asked, with no enthusiasm at all. Beth gave up. "What?" Heather, with fake enthusiasm, squealed, "I can take you guys to the final three with me!" "Ohmigosh, that's so amazing!" Lindsay shrieked. An excited Beth asked, "What do we have to do to get there?" Heather smiled deviously. "All you have to do is vote off the same person as I do, and don't tell anyone about this." Lindsay: (confessional) I can't believe it! Heather's soooo nice!

Chris returned. "Now, it's time for you guys to practice! Get your technical cues ready, and start rehearsing your songs!" Chris led LeShawna, Kevin, Beth, and Tyler to two separate soundboards. "Here, you guys control all the technical stuff; the volume of each instrument, spotlight positions, fog machines, anything you can think of. As long as you know how to control it." As he walked back to the campgrounds, he announced, "Oh, and breakfast is served." Geoff was confused. "Dude, it's 4PM. What the heck?" "You're lucky I even remembered to feed you," said an annoyed Chris. Heather spit out her breakfast. "What the hell is this? I asked for egg whites. Make it again!" Chef's eyes narrowed and he bared his teeth while slowly spinning his butcher knife in his hands.

Beth, Tyler, Kevin, and LeShawna were at hard work on their soundboards, scarfing down flimsy bacon while changing volumes. By the time they finished, even Harold didn't understand what they were talking about. LeShawna asked Kevin, "You got spotlight A7 positioned stage right?" Kevin nodded. "Is bass set to 30%?" LeShawna made a thumbs-up. "Beth, where's fog machine 2's position?" Tyler questioned. Beth crossed her arms. "I already told you, and for the fourth time, downstage left!" Justin put his hands on his head. "Ah! End the madness!"

It was finally 8PM, time for the performances! The audience consisted of Chris, Chef, Gwen, DJ, Owen, Eva, Geoff, Katie, Sadie, and Ezekiel. Chris pulled out his megaphone. "Okay! You guys will be judged on three components. The song, the technical stuff, and the overall look! Each component is worth 10 points. Both Chef and I will score you. Team with the higher score wins invincibility! And first up is... the Screaming Gophers, or their alternate rock name... Splattered Darkness. Intense." As Chris sat back, the lights slowly faded in and a spotlight appeared on Trent, playing his guitar. Another spotlight faded in slowly revealing Justin, who was revealed to not be a very good singer. As a fog rolled across the stage, Duncan and Bridgette began to play the drums and bass, and the tempo picked up quickly. Crowd by the Screaming Gophers (Trent's guitar solo) Verse 1: You know why we're not moving on Our relationship's dead and gone And nobody's the one to blame, except for you We're not going to move forward What we had before is totally over And there's nothing else that me or you can do Chorus: Cause we're stuck in a crowd It's crazy and loud And I don't wanna make the same mistakes as before Cause we're stuck in a crowd There's a scream and a shout And I don't wanna be with you anymore Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh... Verse 2: I can't stay with you forever It's gotta be now or never I don't know why but I can't just stay stuck on you like this My mind's made up Don't ask me, "What's up?" Because I can't stay with you for even one last kiss Repeat Chorus Bridge: Justin: Don't give me puppy dog eyes Trent: You saw this coming Bridgette: It was no surprise Duncan (with noticeably fake enthusiasm): I'm not gonna stay with you All: Because that's not what I wanna do.... Repeat Chorus The lights then faded out into a dark blue glow, and then were gone entirely. Everyone cheered, even the Bass stood up and applauded. Chris straighted himself up. "Well, that was average... I didn't really get what the song was about. I mean, what the heck does a crowd have to do with anything?" Trent explained, "It's like they've hit a rut in their relationship and they're stuck in a cro--" Chris put his hand up. "I don't care, though. Lights were great. but could've been better... I like the rock stereotype with a girl on the bass and the rest are guys... I'll give you a 23. Chef?" Chef raised a card that said 19 on it. Chris shrugged. "And that means your total score is a 42! Next up, is the Bass, otherwise known as... The Bass? Lame. Anyways, hurry it up!" Chris sat down on his chair, and two spotlights shone on Lindsay and Harold. They began to have an intense battle with their bass and guitar. In the end, Harold lost while admiring Lindsay, and Izzy began to sing, with a spotlight appearing on her late. I Want You On a Silver Platter by the Killer Bass Verse 1: Dinner's ready, gimme something to eat Imma rock until I'm tired of this beat It's gettin' hot with this intense heat I'm gonna have to go on and take a seat Chorus: Well, I want you now on a silver platter So shut the hell up, don't want no chatter Don't care if you love me, that don't matter I want you now on a silver platter Verse 2: Baby serve it up, now we alone Now get the hell out and walk back home It's a long, long way to walk in high heels Dish it out baby before I get ill Repeat Chorus Bridge: You're so delicious I need you now You're so damn vicious I wonder how You're so amazing I will rejoice Because you're blazing And it's my choice! Repeat Chorus (x2) ` The lights then faded out, and everyone applauded. Chris got up. "Heh, you guys wanna eat Lindsay? And what was up with those lights? I like how you were creative in picking a female voice, though. Hmm... I'll give you a 25. Chef needs to give you 18 points to win immunity. Chef...?" Chef shrugged and lifted a card which said 20. "Congratulations, Killer Bass! You're safe from elimination! As for the Gophers, I'll be seeing you at the first bonfire ceremony ever!"

The teenagers sat on the eleven logs around the campfire. Chris dramatically explained what happened at the bonfire ceremony. "You have casted your votes in the confessional, and they've been tallied. The person who does not receive a marshmallow will be eliminated. They will walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave. And not come back. Ever." He picked up a marshmallow. "The first marshmallow of the show goes to Bridgette. Awesome bass playing!" Bridgette got up and picked up her marshmallow. "The next two go to our techno-geeks, LeShawna and Kevin!" LeShawna glared at Chris, who's eyes shifted away. "Next up is the audience; Gwen, DJ, Owen, and Eva!" The four of them got their marshmallows. "Four campers left, three marshmallows. Which one of you is gone for good? All I know is that it's not Trent!" Trent exhaled and walked up to get his reward. Chris stared at the remaining three campers. "The second to last marshmallow goes to your band manager, Courtney!" Courtney snatched her marshmallow and tossed it into her mouth. Chris, annoyed, looked at the two boys still sitting on the logs. "Duncan and Justin, one of you will receive this marshmallow. The one who does not will walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave. The final marshmallow goes to..." He paused, waiting for the dramatic music to play. "Whatever, the new guy forgot his cue, so I guess I'm just gonna give it to you now, Justin." Duncan was appalled. "You guys kept him over me? Are you kidding me?" Courtney: (confessional) Not only was he a pain in the butt, he lost the challenge for us. Bye-bye, tough guy.

Chris looked at the camera. "With one camper gone, we've established friends and foes in this camp. Who will be eliminated next? Find out. only on Total. Drama. Island! Now, where's my coffee?"

Chapter III: Isabelle's Kitchen
The camera zoomed in on Chris. "Last time, on Total Drama Island! The campers became rockstars for the day! Heather got on some of the Bass's last nerves, but dragged the lovely Lindsay and the bubbly Beth... into an alliance!? In the end, the Bass rocked their way to victory, and the Gophers kicked out their first camper, Duncan! Bye-bye, tough guy! Who will be eliminated next? Find out on this exciting episode of Total. Drama. Island!'

(theme song)

The Gophers were seen walking back to their cabin after their bonfire ceremony. Courtney, frustrated, wrote in a notebook while the others fell asleep. Courtney: (confessional) I don't want our team to be the underdogs. Do you know how embarrassing that is? We need to be able to work together in order to complete challenges, and obviously, Duncan wasn't going to do that. So, he had to get cut. (makes a scissor motion with her fingers) But we aren't always going to vote together like that, so I need some sure-fire way to get the lackeys out. And I think I know how.

The campers woke up to Chris banging together pots and pans with spoons. Chris cleared his throat as the campers slowly walked out of their cabins. "Morning, you culinary teenagers!" Lindsay's eyes widened. "Culinary? Like Edward Cullen?" "No, Lindsay," Chris said in an annoyed tone, "vampires have nothing to do with today's challenge. Unless you feel like cooking one. Today's challenge is making Chef and I our food for the day! Breakfast, lunch, and dinner." Gwen smirked. "Great, I'll get the poison." "Ha ha, very funny. You'll have to decide on a head chef, and who's making what, and what what is. Breakfast is due in 45 minutes, just to let you know." LeShawna put her hands on her hips. "He better not expect anything gourmet." Courtney quickly yelled, "I'll be head chef!" Owen crossed his arms, which was quite hard to do due to the size of them. "Weren't you band manager yesterday?" Courtney's eyes wandered. "Yes, but, I like taking the leadership role. We were great. They were just better." "Oh, that makes sense," Owen said as he shrugged and walked to the kitchen.

Heather called out, "Head chef!" Harold took off his glasses and cleaned them. "But you were the leader last time." Heather faked a sweet voice. "But we won, didn't we?" "Yeah, but I kinda wanna be head chef," Harold complained. Heather grew impatient. "Lindsay, Beth, I should be head chef, right?" They shrugged. "Sure," they both said. Harold: (confessional) Hmph. I wish I were head chef. I could've made my awesome fiber bagels with non-fat butter. Oooh... (drools)

The teams reached the kitchen, where there were two tables. The food was stored in containers on the tables. While unpacking food, Courtney pulled Kevin and Trent to the side. Kevin took her hand off of his wrist. "What the heck? We have 35 minutes left to make both Chris and Chef breakfast." Trent shook his head. "Yeah, Courtney, totally uncool." Courtney, annoyed, asked them, "Do you want to win this thing?" Trent and Kevin looked at each other, then at Courtney, "Of course." Courtney smiled. "Great. All you have to do is help me vote off who doesn't deserve to be here." She darted her eyes to Gwen, then back at the two boys. Trent asked, "And that's it?" Courtney shrugged. "Pretty much." Kevin and Trent high-fived. "Awesome," they cheered. "Shhhh! Quiet down," Courtney snapped, "We can't let anyone know about this. So just lay low and I'll tell you who to vote for as we go along."

Heather stood on the Bass's table. "Okay, guys, we have 30 minutes to make whatever looks good and'll get a good score! Move it, move it! Eggs and bacon! French toast! Bagels with cream cheese! Anything!" Ezekiel: (confessional) For breakfast, I took an egg from my chicken in my backyard. Across, in the Gopher table, Courtney was being extremely specific. "Trent! Make some freshly squeezed orange juice, fill the cup halfway, the ice can make it look full. Gwen and LeShawna! I need you to work on the bacon. That grease is too much for one person to handle. Eva, I need you to cut fruit and put it into a bowl! As for the rest of you, make as many bagels as possible! But we need three plain bagels, two sesame, and one pumpernickel." Justin yawned. "Can you repeat that?" Justin: (confessional) Okay, so I'm not the best listener. So what? My looks usually get other people to do stuff for me, so I never really had to do any work. But this is just abuse.

While the Bass were frantically tossing around fruit and bagels, Eva began to cut oranges on the table. She wasn't using a cutting board, and as a result, the table was split in half. Courtney panicked. "Oh no. No, no, no, no, no, no. You idiot! Haven't you ever cut something before!?" Eva growled, "Of course I've cut something! And if you don't back off, I'll cut something else, off your body!" Fearing for her life, Courtney ran behind Kevin, who ran behind Trent, who ran behind Chris, who called time. Courtney and Heather both whimpered. Geoff sighed. "Chill, we both sucked, so the score barely affects us." Chris and Chef, displeased at the fact that all they had were half an orange and a bagel scolded the campers. Chris frowned. "Gophers, Bass, way to suck. I mean, seriously, how hard is it to reheat last night's leftovers?" The campers' jaws dropped. Chris continued, "Bass. You gave me a bagel, so I'm gonna have to give you a 2/10. Gophers, you gave me half an orange. Seriously? But, it is nutritious, so I'll give you a 5/10 since you tried to keep me healthy. Anyways, lunch is due in four hours. And it better be amazing, or else both teams are gonna be kicking someone off!" Izzy, upset with Chris, grabbed him by the collar while the other campers wandered back and began to make lunch. Chris sighed. "Yes, Izzy?" "Nothing, I've just always wanted to do that!" She flipped back into the kitchen and began to help Geoff make a turkey sandwich. Izzy: (confessional) Okay, so like, I have a secret ingredient that I know'll get Chris to give us a 10/10! Seriously!

The Gophers are sitting around, wondering what they should make for lunch. Suddenly, Trent jumps up. "We can make him a Spanish themed lunch!" Courtney waved her hands around. "We don't need to worry about themes, Trent! And I don't think Chris is going to eat quesadillas for lunch." Chris poked his head in the kitchen. "Oh, yes he would! Just checking up. You have three hours left, and just letting you know, I'm allergic to meat." Chris: (confessional) Yeah, right. Is it even possible to be allergic to meat? Wouldn't you be allergic to yourself? LeShawna crossed her arms. "Allergic to meat? You trippin'." Chris snapped his fingers in a Z-formation. "No, girl, I'm dead serious. Get crackin'." Courtney sighed. "Quesadillas it is." Trent cheered, "Olé!"

The Bass were having an even harder time. Heather muttered to herself, "Allergic to meat? Seriously? Ugh..." "Hey, Hilary," Lindsay asked, "maybe we could make him pasta!" Heather rolled her eyes. "You know what Lindsay? Maybe you shou-- wait, that's actually a pretty good idea." Lindsay: (confessional) Once, for a photoshoot, my photographer said I couldn't eat any red meat or I'd be fired, so I had to eat pasta for five days straight. It wasn't bad, but now I'm pretty fond of tomato sauce. Heather stood up on the table again. "Okay! Geoff, Izzy! You guys work on the tomato sauce! Lindsay, Katie, and Sadie! Boil the pasta! The rest of you, make as many breadsticks as possible!" Izzy snickered. "Time for my secret ingredient!" She took out an orange container and shook out some small brown balls into the tomato sauce while Geoff was looking for spices. Katie and Sadie put the pasta into the pot of boiling water while Lindsay turned on the stove. "Katie, don't you remember that sleepover we had with Marcie and Jessica and Maddie and Sophie when we ate spaghetti all night?" Katie squealed. "Oh my gosh, I remember! Maddie got tomato sauce everywhere!" They giggled.

Three hours later, Chris walked in. "Alright, campers. I had to skip breakfast due to some slow brains, so let's see what you managed to scrap up." Courtney proudly gestured to Evam who walked in with a cheese quesadilla on pita bread, with melted cheese on the side. Owen then walked in with a large glass of iced tea, and Trent played his guitar romantically. Courtney announced, "Presenting to you, our fiesta-style lunch!" Chris took a bite of the quesadilla, then made a thumbs up. Chef took a bite, and shrugged. After a few minutes of whispering, Chris said, "Pretty good...we'll give you a 9." LeShawna and Gwen high-fived. Courtney was appalled. "How could you be happy about a 9/10!? That equals an 90/100, which is an A-, which is a horrible grade!" DJ patted her on the back. "Don't worry Courtney, we'll get an A+ next time."

The Bass entered. Lindsay whispered to Chris, "The dish is pasta!" Out loud, Chris said, "Lindsay, the fact that the dish is pasta doesn't have to be secret." Lindsay protested, "But we added a secret ingredient, so the dish is secret!" Heather's eyes widened. "You what!?" Lindsay bit her nails. "Oops." Izzy: (confessional) If Lindsay put in a secret ingredient, and I put in a secret ingredient... they like, cancel each other out, and... oh, no! Harold brought out a steaming plate with pasta. It was covered with tomato sauce. Chris examined it, wondering why Heather thought it was so bad. He took a bite, and shrugged. "It's fine, Heat--" Ezekiel walked over to Chris. "What's wrong, eh?" Chris pointed to his throat, and mimicked a person slapping his back. LeShawna rolled up her sleeves. "I'll be happy to." After whacking him on the back three times, Chris spat out a small meatball. Chris picked it up. "What the heck!? You tried to kill me!?" Lindsay pulled out a bottle of hot sauce from the kitchen. "This is what I added! I totally didn't try to kill Chris!" Izzy tapped her fingers on her face. "Ohhhh, these are meatballs?" She pulled out her orange container, flipped the lid, and realized that she had put it on backwards. "Hmm. Makes sense." Heather yelled at her. "What!? Thanks to you, we just lost the challenge!" Geoff interrupted. "We still have one more course!" Chris put his calculator down. "It doesn't matter. I'm giving you a one. Even if you get a 10/10 in dinner, and the Gophers get a 1/10, you can't win. So, Bass, I'll see you at the bonfire ceremony tonight. Gophers, you can chill."

Eight hours later, it was time for the bonfire ceremony. The campers sat on the logs. Chris lifted his plate of marshmallows. "Campers, there are eleven of you sitting here. I only have ten marshmallows. I'll give ten of you one of these marshmallows. The camper who doesn't get a marshmallow will walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave. And they will never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever.... come back." Chris grinned. "The first marshmallow goes to Tyler!" Tyler cheered. "The next two marshmallows go to Cody and Ezekiel!" They both high-fived and picked up their marshmallows. "Geoff, Katie, Sadie, and Beth!" Chris looked at the four remaining campers. "Harold...." Harold ran up and hugged Chris. "Thank you!" Chris shuddered. "Anyways... this one goes to Heather." She walked up and claimed her marshmallow. "Lindsay, Izzy.... I only have one marshmallow on this plate. The person who--" Heather interrupted. "You told us at the beginning. Just give out the last marshmallow!" Chris sighed. "Fine. Here you go, Lindsay. Izzy, time to go." Izzy shrugged. "Kay, see ya!" Izzy then jumped into the lake and swam away. Chris scratched the back of his head. "Err.... okay! One more camper's rode off into the sunset. Who's next? Find out only on Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter IV: Water You Waiting For?
Chris was impatiently looking at Chef, who shrugged. "Ugh, where's my light cue?" Finally, a spotlight shone down on Chris, who smiled and faced towards the camera. "Last time, on Total Drama Island! The campers became Chef and I's personal chefs, and they sucked at it. After almost trying to kill me, the Bass sent home the psycho Izzy. Wonder who's getting the boot next? To find out, tune in to this episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

The Bass were walking back to the cabins from the bonfire ceremony which had just ended several minutes ago. Heather had her arms folded with Lindsay and Beth at her sides. Cody slowly inched towards Katie and Sadie, while Tyler, Geoff, Ezekiel, and Harold were on the opposite side. Lindsay tried to open the cabin door. "It's locked!" Heather sighed, "Lindsay, there's a 'push' sign on the door for a reason." Heather pushed the door open. Lindsay: (confessional) If it were up to me, we'd have automatic doors! No more push/pull issues ever again!

The next morning, the campers woke up to Chris yelling, "The cabins are on fire!" After the twenty campers rushed outside, they turned around to see the cabins, which were perfectly fine. Bridgette put her hands in her sweater pockets. "Chris, the cabins are totally... not in flames." "But, if they were, what would you do," Chris asked. LeShawna shrugged. "Try and put the fire out...?" Chris nodded. "With...?" Lindsay raised her hand. "I know this! Water!" "Exact-a-mundo," Chris said. "Today's challenge is all about the lake. You guys are going to have to unlock these here treasure chests on the shore with five keys, which are scattered around the bottom of the lake! There are five green keys, for the Gophers, and five red keys, for the Bass. Only here's the catch: Five people will swim down to get the keys, but they will be blindfolded. Those five people will have water-proof cameras attached to their heads. The other five people on your team will be directing you on where to go from the surface. First team to unlock all of their chests wins! Any questions?" Courtney raised her hand. "You failed to remember that he don't have gills, Chris." Chef then walked in with ten oxygen tanks. "You were saying?" Chris pointed to the shore. "The helmets with the cameras are lined up over there. The monitors are behind the chests. Ready?" Tyler shook his head. "Not really." "Not at all," Kevin frowned. Eva yelled, "LET'S DO THIS!" Chris waved his hand. "That's the spirit, Eva! Go!"

The campers raced to the shore, where they split up into their teams. The Gophers huddled into a circle. Courtney quickly asked, "Who wants to dive? Quick!" Bridgette, Courtney, Gwen, and Kevin quickly raised their hands. Courtney stomped her foot. "We need one more. DJ! You're superhuman, you're diving in too." DJ protested, "What? No!" "Do you want to win the challenge or not," Courtney argued. DJ: (confessional) I'm terrified of water. Ever since that thing with my brothers at the pool, I couldn't ever get the guts to go back in. After DJ refused to answer, Courtney said. "I'll take that as a yes. Eva, you monitor DJ. LeShawna, you monitor Kevin. Owen, you monitor Bridgette. Trent, you monitor Gwen, and Justin can monitor me." Gwen: (confessional) That can be interpreted in so many ways.

The Bass had trouble deciding who would be the divers. Heather quickly backed out. "My hair'll get wet." So did Lindsay. "Mine too." Katie raised her hand. "I'll dive!" Tyler, Geoff, and Harold also volunteered to dive. Heather tapped her foot. "We need another person... Beth! You're diving." "But I don't wanna," Beth protested. Heather crossed her arms. "I. Don't Care." Realizing how mean that sounded, she added, "We need a smart diver who knows where they've already swam, that way they don't take forever and lose the challenge for us." Beth smiled. "Okay! But we need people to monitor us..." "I was getting to that," Heather said. "Sadie, you monitor Katie. I'll monitor Beth, Lindsay can monitor Tyler, Cody can monitor Geoff, and Ezekiel can monitor Harold. Got it?" Ezekiel blinked. Ezekiel: (confessional) I wonder how I'm gonna do this monitor-thing. Harold might not make it back to the top, eh.

As the campers got ready, Trent helped Gwen put her helmet on. Gwen blushed. "Thanks, but I'm pretty sure I can do it on my own." Trent took his hands off. "If you say so." Gwen fastened on the strap and asked Trent, "How do I know I can trust you with that monitor?" "Because I have no reason to let you stay underwater clueless," Trent replied. "And why is that," Gwen asked. Trent shrugged. "Because you aren't an evil witch who criticizes my every move." Gwen laughed, "Believe me, if I were, we wouldn't even be having this conversation."

Chris blew his whistle. "GO!" The ten campers dived into the water and began to swim to the bottom. The other ten campers were at the surface, speaking into the microphones of their monitors and directing their blindfolded teammates. Eva used fear to get DJ where she wanted him to go. "Unless you want to smash your face against a rock, you'd best move to the left." LeShawna simply stated a direction and Kevin followed. "Left! Oooh, I think I see somethin' green! Go lower! Right, left! Lower!" Owen was amazed at the fish in the sea. "Hey, Bridgette, there's this really cool fish with a huge mouth right next to your head!" Trent and Gwen flirted through the equipment. "No, you.... seriously? Awww... oh, stop it... you mean it? Really? Nooo... you are!" Justin had trouble trying to control Courtney. "To the left! ....No, you won't crash into a rock, trust me. You'll crash into two rocks."

The Bass weren't having much luck either. Sadie asked, "Katie, did you see that pretty shade of blue on that fish? Ohmigosh, I know! No, Katie, it's not magenta... yes, it is blue." Beth began to frustrate Heather. "Swim faster! You're slower than Owen when he's... doing anything! And stop cleaning your glasses!" Lindsay confused Tyler even more than he already was. "Uhm, go a little to the left. I mean, right. That way! You don't know which way that way is?" Ezekiel didn't even try to get Harold anywhere. "Just go where the key is, eh? ...You don't know where it is? Eh, not my fault. Just go." Cody and Geoff seemed to be the most compatible team. "Alright dude, go to the left! I think I see a key! Lower! Keep going! Nice, swim to the surface!"

Finally, Geoff surfaced with a red key and swam to the shore. He unlocked a chest and found another key, a maroon key. "Yo, Chris, what's up with the other key?" Chris remembered, "Oh, right, I forgot, each chest has another key so that you guys can open the last chest, which has five locks. That chest gives you immunity and a prize." Geoff: (confessional) My high school janitor doesn't even have this many keys. Minutes later, Bridgette and Courtney both surfaced, both holding green keys. They ran to the shore and opened to chests and got two yellow keys. Courtney was annoyed. "Seriously, Chris?" Chris nodded, "Yep. You still need three more."

After another ten minutes, Katie surfaced with a seaweed necklace, and opened a chest. Geoff was in disbelief. "Do you realize that we could've lost the challenge because you decided to make a seaweed necklace?" "But we didn't," Katie stated as she picked up a maroon key and walked back to Sadie. A few seconds later, Beth surfaced, giving a dirty look at Heather, and opened a chest. Chris then announced that the campers already finished could help the other campers who were monitoring. LeShawna pushed aside the other Gophers. "I got this, Kevin's gonna be here in three, two, one." Surely enough, he swam to the shore and opened a treasure chest. Chris excitedly chanted, "Three to three! Where are Harold, Tyler, DJ, and Gwen?" Gwen surfaced and spat water out of her mouth. "Ugh, I got attacked by this really ugly-looking fish." She ran up to the shore and unlocked the fourth Gopher chest. Just then, Harold shot up from the lake, gasping for air. "My oxygen tank exploded!" He swam to the shore as quickly as possible and unlocked the second to last chest for the Bass.

Chris impatiently waited for either DJ or Tyler to surface. "It's not like they're dead or anything, right, Chef?" Chef shrugged. "I dunno." Finally, Tyler was seen about ten yards from the shore, struggling to carry DJ, who seemed to be passed out. Chris: (confessional) Seriously? Save your opponent? Tsk tsk. DJ opened one eye, noticed Tyler still carrying him, and closed it again. Once tyler reached the shore, DJ hopped off, ran to the last Gopher chest, took the fifth green key out of his swimming trunks, and opened the last treasure chest. The Gophers stared at him in disbelief. DJ innocently asked, "What are you waiting for? Get to the last chest!" The Bass were equally as shocked, with Tyler clumsily opening the last chest. At the same time, the five Gopher divers were running towards the final chest. Tyler opened the chest and led the other four Bass divers to the Bass chest. After hearing locks click, the first chest to open was... the Gophers's chest! Chris clapped. "Congrats, Gophers, you guys have won immunity, and..." Kevin held up the prize. "A feather boa? A pink one, to be specific." "Ooooh, that thang looks fabulous," LeShawna said as she admired it. Chris then led the campers back to their cabins. "Alright. Bass, you know how it goes, cast your votes, and I'll see you in a few."

Heather, Lindsay, and Beth were sitting on their bunks in the Bass cabin. "Beth, you were pretty horrible in the challenge. You might get voted off by the other campers," Heather warned. Beth shook her head. "Isn't it obvious enough that Tyler's going home?" "Um, yes, but, well, you might..." Heather faltered. Beth shrugged, "So what have I got to lose?" Heather added, "Being in my alliance." Heather: (confessional) I'll admit, that made no sense, but all I have to do is sound intimidating, and they listen.

At the bonfire ceremony, Chris spun his plate of marshmallows around. "Campers, there are 10 of you here. I only have 9 marshmallows. I told you about it last time. You don't get one... you're outta here!" He glanced at Geoff. "Good job, dude. You're safe, along with your partner-in-crime, Cody!" "Next up; Katie and Sadie! Great teamwork, ladies." Chris looked at the six campers, then at the five marshmallows. "Harold and Lindsay!" "Only three marshmallows left! And one goes to Heather!" "Ezekiel, Beth, Tyler, one of you will be sent home tonight. But that person isn't Ezekiel. Here's your marshmallow!" "Beth, Tyler, the final marshmallow of the evening goes to..." "...." "Beth! Tyler, time to go." Tyler sulked and walked down the Dock of Shame. "This is what I get for being nice?" Heather called out, "Nice guys never win!" Chris cracked his knuckles and sighed. "Alright, that concludes the fourth episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter V: Playing Guitar Under the Stars
"Last time on Total Drama Island! The remaining twenty campers went deep-sea diving for keys! While some locks clicked, some alliances didn't, and it all led up to Tyler's shocking elimination. Who's next? Who will text? Will I ever see a T-Rex? Find out, on this episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

As Heather was closing the door of the Bass's cabin, she noticed a light blue flicker in the Gopher's cabin window. She began to investigate, and walked towards it quietly. As she peered through the window, she saw Gwen... texting someone? Heather smiled deviously. Even though Gwen wasn't on her team, she could save this as encouragement for the merge. Heather: (confessional) I knew someone had to keep something. I just wouldn't expect it from Gwen. If Gwen could stoop that low, who knows how many other people can be blackmailed into my alliance?

The next morning, as the campers were eating breakfast in the mess hall, Courtney pulled Trent and Kevin aside again. Kevin sighed, "What now, Courtney?" "I just want to re-establish my role as alliance leader," Courtney innocently stated. Trent rolled his shoulders backwards. "We get it already. You tell us who to vote for so that you can take us to the Final 3." Trent: (confessional) I'm going to pretend that I didn't sound ticked off and rebellious. Courtney, bothered by Trent's annoyed tone, sat back down. Meanwhile, at the Bass table, Harold and Heather were busy arguing about why the Bass continued to lose. Heather confidently stated, "Believe me, we're not going to lose this one. Remember? I was leader for the rock challenge, and--" "Yeah, you said the same thing for the cooking challenge," Harold interrupted, "and we lost it. Same thing for yesterday's challenge. I really think it's my turn to lead. I've got so much potential!" Heather put her hands up in surrender. "Y'know what? Fine. But if we lose this challenge, I won't hesitate to go out of my way to get you all nine votes." Harold gulped. "Err... that won't be necessary. We're gonna win it today, right, team?" "Whatever floats your boat," Cody shrugged. Harold: (confessional) I might as well start writing my good-bye speech.

Chris walked in. "Hey, there, final nineteen!" "Ain't it a lil' too early to start sayin' 'final'," LeShawna questioned. Chris admitted, "Yeah, but I like saying 'final' because it makes everything sound way more dramatic than it actually is. Anyways, today's challenge is a camping trip!" Heather was in disbelief. "You mean, outside, with all those disgusting bugs and mosquitoes?" "Yes, Heather, outside. It's horrible. Anyways, each team will spend the night in the forest at different campsites. The first team to make it back to the Mess Hall by tomorrow morning wins immunity! Any questions?" DJ raised his hand. "There aren't any... bears... out there... right?" Justin: (confessional) DJ can cut the nice act; we already know his evil ways from last challenge! Chris nodded, "Actually, DJ, there are bears in there. And these mutated rabbits. But they don't do anything that we know of. The rabbits, that is. Your camping materials are in these bags." He tossed one bag to Trent and the other to Harold. "Go!"

The Gophers wandered into the forest, with Owen reading the map. "Alright, guys, it looks like we need to travel one kilometer west. How far is that?" "A thousand meters," Courtney replied. Owen blinked. "Err... how far is that?" Bridgette sighed, "It's a long walk. Kay?" Owen continued to read, "Once you arrive to your campsite, you must set up your tent. A campfire is optional. You must find your own food. Whoa, Chris, you serious?" Chris: (confessional) Yes! I knew that'd kill him. Eva walked off to a tree. "I'll be right back. Doing some business." Kevin: (confessional) The thought of Eva using the bathroom frightens me.

Meanwhile, with the Bass, Beth read the instructions aloud. "Travel one kilometer east. Ugh, that's so far away!" "Total bummer," Harold added. Remembering that he was the team captain, he picked up his walking pace and excitedly said, "C'mon, team! The faster we get there, the faster we can chillax!" Cody inched over to Lindsay. "Heeey... if you're tired, you can ride on my back." "I'm way too old for piggyback rides, Colin," Lindsay said as she walked beside Beth. Harold's ears perked up. "Err... anyone wanna ride on my back?" Sadie jumped up and down and ran towards Harold. "I do, I do, I do, I do!" Harold's eyes widened. "Oh, my." The following two minutes could not be filmed due to Sadie knocking down Harold, who toppled over the cameraman.

As the Gophers reached their campsite, Owen's stomach grumbled. "Thanks for the reminder, Owen," Courtney said as she took the tent out of the supply bag. "We need food! Justin and Bridgette; you two go get... anything!" Justin saluted Courtney, and in a mocking tone replied, "Sir, yes, sir!" As they walked off, Bridgette said, "More like ma'am, but whatever, you're so perfect, it doesn't matter." Bridgette: (confessional) He is yummy!

The Killer Bass decided to all get food together. Heather ordered, "Everyone, go find something to eat!" "Yeah, find something to eat," Harold echoed. "You're not very good at this," Heather commented. Harold: (confessional) One time, at summer camp, I was the cabin leader, and they had to do what I say. But I couldn't say anything because that annoying kid in Bunk #7 always krazy-glued my lips together while I was sleeping! "Eh! Why don't we go fishing," Ezekiel suggested. Heather sighed, "Y'know what, homeschool? That's... actually... not a bad idea." Ezekiel grinned.

Night had nearly fallen, and the Gophers were stuck eating blueberries and nuts all night due to Bridgette and Justin's poor hunting skills. Eva rolled her eyes as she saw Bridgette and LeShawna ogling Justin. "Ugh, this is so lame. I'm gonna get my own meat." Courtney was annoyed, and asked, "Excuse me? Where do you think you're going without a forest friend?" Kevin stifled a laugh. "Forest friend?" "When I was a CIT last year for a seven-year-old summer camp, no one ever left the group without a forest friend," Courtney said as she ate some of the blueberries. Gwen complained, "It's getting dark, guys. We should start a fire." "But how," Justin asked. Everyone had noticed Owen sleeping, and remembered that he had eaten beans for breakfast. Gwen smirked. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" "If you mean by rubbing two sticks next to Owen's butt, so that when he farts it may ignite a small fire which we can quickly grow by tossing more wood into it, then yes," Courtney replied. "I was gonna say, 'Leave Owen outside of the tent so that he don't all die of poisionous gas', but that works too," Gwen said.

The Bass were still fishing. Harold began to chuckle. "What's so funny," Heather asked, clearly annoyed. "I just found it a bit ironic that we're called the Bass, but we haven't caught a fish in hours!" He burst into laughter. Cody and Beth began to laugh as well. "I get it! It's because Bass are fish! Ha!" Heather: (confessional) Why must I be surrounded by nerds? I mean, seriously. At this point, a third of our team is dweeb-infested. Finally, Geoff managed to reel in a fish, which was a fairly large size. Geoff was ecstatic. "I caught a fish, dudes!!" "Thank you, Captain Obvious. Now, let's get back to camp before it gets too dark to see," Heather recommended. Harold: (confessional) Is she trying to make me look like a suckish team captain? Heather: (confessional) Am I trying to make Geekwad look bad? No, I'm not trying, that comes naturally.

The Gophers had actually set up their fire using Courtney's method, and realized that Eva had not yet returned. "Girl prob'ly got mauled by bears," LeShawna guessed. Courtney shook her head. "Told her to go with a forest friend..." Right on cue, Eva crawled into the tent eating a steak. Bridgette nearly barfed. "Ew, I'm vegetarian. Where did you get that from, anyways?" "The woods," Eva replied while chowing down on it. DJ raised an eyebrow. "It was just... there?" "Yep," Eva nodded. Courtney crossed her arms. "Well, I'll be darned. Looks like--" She heard a faint scratching noise. "What the heck is that?" The Gophers (except Owen) all wandered outside to notice a small, white baby rabbit rubbing its paw against the side of the tent. Courtney's tense expression softened. "Aww, it's so cute!" After adoring it for a few seconds, another rabbit hopped out into the campsite, followed by another two. "GUessing it's a family," Gwen said. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait," Kevin halted. "Didn't Chris say something about mutant bunnies?" LeShawna put her hand on his right shoulder. "Calm down, boy! He said they don't do nothin'." Kevin continued, "...that they know of."

Suddenly, the rabbits all focused on Eva, who had nearly finished her steak. DJ asked, "Uhh, Eva, I think that's their steak." "But rabbits are herbivores," Courtney protested. "They don't eat meat." Kevin added, "Yeah, the unmutated ones." Right at that moment, a rabbit lunged towards Eva and bit her leg. Eva dropped the steak, which was pretty much devoured, and yelled, "OW!" Kevin: (confessional, imitating Courtney) Rabbits are hermit vores... or whatever it is she said... but she was wrong! And now Eva's going to die! Well, probably not, but throughout the rest of her life, she'll be terrified of fluffy white rabbits. Poor girl. After another twelve rabbits tackled her, Eva collapsed backwards. She roared, "Don't just stand there staring at these overgrown rodents, help me!" The Gophers riped the mutant rabbits off of Eva, although they continued to attack her. Gwen cried, "They won't leave!" Owen then walked out of the tent, stretching and yawning, and asking why everybody was making so much noise. "Owen! We need you to fart," Bridgette explained. Owen laughed, "Really? Well, hang on, these things don't explode at will." Eva yelled, "You'd better cut the cheese soon, before I--" She couldn't finish due to the rabbits still attacking her. Frightened, Owen farted, and scared away the rabbits. Eva: (confessional, tattered from rabbit bites) That... was... interesting.

The Bass were cooking their fish over the fire. Katie clapped, "It smells so good, guys!" Harold twiddles his thumbs. "Anybody got a scary story?" "Oh, please," Heather said. "Scary stories are so... stereotypical. Let's play Truth or Dare." Beth commented, "That actually sounds fun!" "What do you mean, actually," Heather demanded. Beth whimpered, "Well, you can be a little harsh and boring sometimes." Heather scoffed. "Hmm. Lindsay! Truth or Dare?" Lindsay shrugged. "Truth?" Heather smiled, "Am I harsh and boring?" "Um... a little bit," Lindsay admitted. Heather rolled her eyes. "I'm not harsh, I'm just... extremely opinionated. And boring is just... wrong!" Lindsay bounced while sitting down. "Cody! Truth or Dare?" Cody, realizing he had a chance to impress the ladies, answered, "Dare!" Lindsay began to think. "I dare you to... act like a bear!" Cody: (confessional) I've done that before... only, not literally. Cody got on all fours and began to claw and roar, getting some giggles from the girls.

Suddenly, a rustle in the bushes ended the Bass's game. Sadie glomped Katie in fright. "What was that?" A bear lazily walked out into the Bass's campsite. Beth's eyes widened. "Run!" Heather backed away from the bear. "Where!?" "Wherever the bear isn't," Harold suggested. The Bass ran towards a tree with low and large limbs. They climbed up and nervously peered down at the ground, where the bear was making itself at home in the Bass's campsite. Heather complained, "Well, this is just great!" "I guess we can sleep up here," Harold suggested. Without missing a beat, a thunderclap was heard, and it began to rain on the Bass, and the Gophers, which were two kilometers away.

The next morning, Chris was waiting in the Mess Hall for the first team to arrive. Chris tapped his fingers on the table. "What do you think is taking 'em so long?" Chef shrugged. "I dunno. I was gonna make 'em some breakfast, but..." "Oh, that's why," Chris remarked. Right then, the Bass entered, with Harold leading them. Chris jumped on the table. "Finally! Congrats, Bass, you've won!" And a moment later, the Gophers arrived, and noticing the Bass, they slowly walked back to their cabin. "Alright. Gophers know the drill, and Bass, you've won a prize! Chef's cooking!" Sadie yawned. "At this point, anything is edible. We didn't eat anything last night!"

Chris put his head in his hands while the Gophers yawned in the campfire seats. "Since all of you are obviously tired, I'll just throw your marshmallows to you. Capiche?" The Gophers slowly nodded. "First one goes to Owen! Great job scaring away those rabbits, dude." "Next two, Gwen and DJ!" "Kevin and LeShawna!" "Five campers, four marshmallows. And two of these marshmallows go to Courtney and Trent!" "Justin!" "Bridgette, Eva, the two of you stan-- sit, before me. But I only have one marshmallow. The camper who does not receive this marhsmallow will walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave." "Without further delay, the final marshmallow goes to..." "...." "Bridgette!" Eva stomped her foot. "I knew I was gonna go, but c'mon, if there was a steak in the middle of the woods, wouldn't you take it?" Bridgette ate her marshmallow. "No, not really." "Nope," Kevin replied. "Not really," Gwen said. Owen joyously said, "Of course!" Eva crossed her arms. "Whatever." And with that, she boarded the Boat of Losers and left. Chris was seen snoring on the empty plate of marshmallows. Trent motioned the cameraman to focus on him. "Err... nine Gophers remain! Nine Bass remain! Who will be next? Find out, only on...Total!" Gwen chanted, "Drama!" And Bridgette finished, "Island!"

Chapter VI: The Time to Climb
"Last time on Total Drama Island! The two teams went out on an all-night camping trip! And it was a total disaster. Gophers got attacked by mutant bunnies. Bass got raided by a bear. Then it rained. A lot. In the end, the Bass managed to finally win a challenge again, and the evil Eva was no more! Which camper will climb to the top? Which will fall down and crumble? All will be revealed on this episode of... Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

The remaining campers were awoken by Chris and his love of megaphones, and as they lazily got ready to exit the cabin, Lindsay shrieked, "Guys, we're in the lake!" Geoff: (confessional) Did someone like, spike her protein shake? But Lindsay was right, the two cabins were floating in the water. Chris spoke into his megaphone while standing on the shore next to a thousand-foot-cliff. "Campers, stand on your cabin porch so I can explain today's challenge!" Beth became nauseated due to the cabins rocking back and forth, and asked Chris, "How did you get these out here?" "You don't need to know," Chris replied. Chris: (confessional) We made them take the cabins out last night and sink them into the lake. Then, we gave them a midnight snack with a little something that... Oh, I don't know, possibly made them forget the events that took place eight hours ago...? "Anyways, you see this cliff next to me?" Lindsay nodded. "I see it!" Chris pointed upwards. "In about an hour, you'll be at the top, because you're climbing it!" "I'm not climbing that. I might die," Heather complained. Gwen retorted, "It'd be better for all of us if you did." "I wouldn't talk, Gwen. That outfit is dead enough," Heather said as she smirked. Gwen was about to say something else, but Chris made a throat-cutting motion and said, "You're hogging all of my camera time. We have a thirty minute time slot, people!" Chris smiled as the camera focused back on him. "Okay! You guys will have to swim to the cliff, then climb up to the top. You'll be using harnesses and the countless amount of ledges on the cliff as support, and since there's eighteen of you, I'll only send three of you from each team. And the group of six climbing the cliff is: Justin, Kevin, LeShawna, Harold, Heather, and Cody! You six will put on your equipment now, then get the challenge over with. I'll add up the times that it took each team's participants to complete the climb! Ready?" "Nuh-uh," LeShawna disapproved. Heather snapped, "No!" Harold panicked, "Nein!" "Go!"

The six campers began to put on their equipment. LeShawna began to put on her equipment, then realized it was too small. "Chris, you got anything bigger?" "Yeah," Chris said. "Pants size?" LeShawana mumbled something which Chris couldn't hear. Chris asked, "Say that again?" LeShawna reluctantly said, "XXXL..." Chris held back a laugh, but the look on his face made it obvious. LeShawna threw a loose plank from the cabin at Chris, who dodged and tossed her the correct equipment size. LeShawna: (confessional) Surprised that witch Heather hasn't commented. Girl's focused on that challenge!"

Heather and Justin were neck-and-neck swimming, and as they reached the cliff, Justin accidentally hit his left cheekbone on the rough edge of the cliff. "NO! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!" Justin: (confessional, holding an ice pack up to his cheekbone) Thanks to that challenge depriving me of my facial structure, I've lost at least four modeling contracts! This is something that even my omega-makeup collection can't fix!" Heather teased Justin of his injury. "Oh, boo-hoo. Why don't you just quit the challenge? I mean, you wouldn't want to risk another injury..." "Heather, just because I'm hot doesn't mean I'm stupid," Justin said as he began to climb the cliff. Heather rolled her eyes and also began to climb, and while doing so, kicked a rock off of the cliff, hitting Kevin on the head. Kevin: (confessional) See that? She can hurt people without even trying. Kevin frustratedly climbed up the cliff, with Harold and Cody straggling along behind him. Chris said in his megaphone, "Hey, campers! There's a few... surprises on the cliff." LeShawna stopped climbing. "Excuse me?" Right on cue, Cody accidentally triggered an explosive implanted in the cliff, which exploded and sent him flying back into the lake. Chris asked, "Want another demonstration, LeShawna?" Nervously looking at the cliff, LeShawna replied, "Uh... I'm good."

Several minutes later, Heather reached the top of the cliff, and proudly shouted, "First to get here! Yes!" Chris added, "And it took you 13 minutes and 58 seconds!" Heather stopped cheering. "Is that good?" Chris ignored her and noticed Harold and Kevin dragging themselves towards him. "Alright, you two, it took both of you 15 minutes and 23 seconds!" Harold wondered, "Is that a good time?" Chris ignored Harold also. Kevin glanced at Heather, shrugged in confusion. Minutes later, Justin climbed over the cliff. "I have at least three bruises, two scratches, and a deformed face." Chris smirked. "Just doin' my job. Congrats, Justin, you've arrived fourth in 17 minutes and 4 seconds." "Is that go--" Chris interrupted Justin's question angrily saying, "Yes! It's better than our unpaid interns who tested the challenge against their will! Sheesh, calm down." Justin, Heather, Harold, and Kevin blushed. "Anyways... we still need LeShawna and Cody," said a Chris who was desperate for a topic change. Right on cue, LeShawna crawled up and was breathing rather heavily. LeShawna angrily showed Chris a bite mark on her wrist. "Yo, Chris, I got bit by somethin' and nothin' is happenin'. Am I gon' die?" "Probably not," Chris dismissively replied as he looked at his watch. "But it took you 17 minutes and 16 seconds to get up here." LeShawna folded her arms. "And I care because...?" "Unless you want you and your booty to leave camp, your total team time needs to be less than the Bass's time!" Cody finally arrived, but tripped on a rather large pile of rocks which were at the top of the cliff. "I'm here! Woo! Did we win?" Chris looked at his watch. "19 minutes and 24 seconds... Let's add up the times! Gophers... 49 minutes and 43 seconds! Bass... 48 minutes and 52 seconds! Congrats, Bass, you win another challenge!" The three members of the Bass on the cliff, along with the other six in the lake, cheered with joy. "Gophers, I'll see you at the bonfire ceremony again!"

Courtney combed her hair in the Gopher cabin while talking with Kevin and Trent. "You guys, we have to vote for LeShawna. She lost the challenge for us! She and that monstrous butt have to go." Kevin protested, "But... LeShawna's my friend! I'd never vote her off, and I never will!" Kevin: (confessional) Well, I just buried my own grave. Courtney was appalled. "Excuse me!? How dare you go against what I say! You're so going home tonight!" Trent spoke up. "Uh, Courtney, there's no way you're going to convince everyone to vote off one of the most friendly people in this game." "Oh, you're going against me too!?" Trent backed away. "Well, when you say it like that..." Courtney stormed out of the cabin, leaving Kevin and Trent alone. Trent asked, "Now what?" Kevin suggested, "Warn LeShawna and make an alliance with her and Gwen?" Trent blushed as he heard Gwen's name. "Sounds good."

Kevin and Trent rushed to the dock, where LeShawna and Gwen were swimming and discussing who would be eliminated in tonight's ceremony, and Bridgette was surfing the miniscule waves that Lake Wawanakawa had to offer. Trent shouted, "LeShawna! Gwen! Wanna make an alli--" Kevin elbowed Trent and muttered, "Not in front of Bridgette!" Trent, embarrassed, replied, "Oh... right." Kevin walked down to the dock and said, out loud, "Hey, LeShawna, did you hear that Courtney wants to vote you off?" LeShawna's eyes widened. "Nuh-uh, that girl ain't sendin' me home." Kevin added, "As much as I know you want to vote her off... we need to vote for Owen." Gwen joined in on the conversation. "Why Owen?" "Because he's not all that, uh, great at challenges," Trent said. The two girls had shrugged and Gwen said, "I guess you're right." Bridgette, however, had heard everything, and ran back to Courtney. Bridgette: (confessional) Now, I'm not this type of person. But Courtney's my friend, and I think she deserves to know what I know.

Bridgette ran back to the Gopher cabin, where she saw Courtney slowly packing up her luggage. Courtney sighed. "It's obvious that I'm going home. There's no way I'm gonna be able to vote Kevin off. DJ, Owen, LeShawna, Gwen, Trent, and even you're... his friend. Justin might vote with me, but I'm a goner." Bridgette walked toward Courtney and told her, "Unpack your bags. They're voting off Owen, not you." Courtney was shocked. "Owen? It takes a cold heart to vote a guy like that off." "Yeah, I guess so," Bridgette said. "But we should still try and vote Kevin off... who knows?" Courtney smiled. "I guess so."

Chris solemnly looked at the nine Gophers sitting around the campfire, and then glanced at the eight marshmallows on his silver platter. "Gophers, you lost this challenge. Might I add, it was Justin, Kevin, and LeShawna's faults." The three of them glared at Chris. Chris rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I only have eight marshmallows, nine Gophers, blah, blah, blah... DJ! Bridgette! Justin! Gwen! Trent! Catch! All five of you received no votes at all." Chris reluctantly gave Courtney one. "You didn't either, but I don't like you." Chris gave one to Kevin. "You lost the challenge for them, but you're safe." Chris then focused on the remaining two campers, Owen and LeShawna. "My big-boned friends, one of you will not receive this marshmallow. That person will walk down the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave. Forever." Chris looked at Owen. "Owen...." Owen cheered, "Woohoo!" Chris angrily looked at Owen. "...is not receiving this final marshmallow!" He then threw the final marshmallow to a relieved LeShawna. Owen was at a loss for words. "Bu-bu-but... why?" Bridgette pointed at Kevin. "Because he's a cold-hearted devil!" Kevin's jaw dropped. "Excuse me!? I wanted something to happen, and it got done. I'm a devil for that?" Courtney nodded. "Pretty much." Chris raised an eyebrow and looked at the camera. "Has Courtney gone softer than Lindsay's brain matter? Has Kevin gone harder than the campers' mattresses? Find out, on the next thrilling episode of... ''Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter VII: Dodgeball Dilemma
"Last time on Total Drama Island! Our campers had to haul themselves up a thousand-foot cliff! The Bass managed to climb their way to victory. The Gophers were a dramatic mess! After Kevin and Trent ditched Courtney's alliance, it was time to send home our three hundred pound friend, Owen. After last week's challenge, who knows who's gonna go next? Find out on this brutal episode of Total. Drama. Island!

(theme song)

The episode began where the previous episode ended, with Bridgette and Kevin arguing. Bridgette was steamed. "You voted off Owen, and you're planning on voting off Courtney and I!" Kevin laughed, "I wasn't, but now that you mention it..." DJ intervened. "Alright, guys, relax. We're all tired, so let's just get some shut-eye. Cool?" Courtney muttered, "Fine. But don't expect to see me walk that dock tomorrow night." LeShawna and Gwen rolled their eyes as the Gophers filed back into their cabin.

The next morning seemed very peaceful. Birds chirped, butterflies roamed the island, and the campers were sound asleep. Heather then woke up, and decided to take a visit to the other team's cabin. Heather: (confessional) Gwen needs to go. But I'm not on her team, and I am not waiting to eliminate her at the merge. As Courtney woke up, Heather whispered something into her ear, turning Courtney's worried expression into a devious smile. Courtney asked, "Why are you helping me? You're... Heather." Heather clenched her teeth in order to prevent her from firing an insult at Courtney. "You hate her, I hate her. You see the pattern?" DJ then began to stretch and yawn in bed, causing Heather to run out of the cabin. "I'll talk to you later," Heather said as she ran out the door. Courtney shrugged and asked, "Hey, where's Chris? He should've shattered my eardrums two hours ago." Chris opened the cabin door and tossed each camper, awake or asleep, a protein shake and shouted, "Dodgeball court. Three minutes. Be on time, or get disqualified!" Courtney's eyes grew twice in size as he said "disqualified", and began to wake people up, with DJ doing the same.

Chris was on his way to the Bass cabin when he noticed Heather sneaking back in. He raised an eyebrow, but continued as if he didn't notice. He kicked down the Bass's cabin door to see Lindsay and Beth exchanging nail polish, and Heather trying to fake being asleep, along with the other six Bass. Chris blew a whistle and shouted, "Bass! Dodgeball court! Three minutes! Be prompt, or else your team is outta here!" Heather ordered, "You heard him. Go!"

At the dodgeball court, each team sat on their bleachers, with Chris standing in the middle of the court, explaining the challenge. "Today, you guys will play the original playground bloodbath - dodgeball. You know the rules. You get hit with the ball, you're out! You cross the center line, you're out! Someone catches the ball you threw, you're out! If you're the person who caught the ball, you can bring someone from your team back into the game. Since there's an even number, with eight Gophers and nine Bass, only five from each team will play in each of the five rounds. Any questions? No? Good! Pick the five people in Round One." The Gophers huddled and they quickly decided on DJ, Bridgette, Courtney, Gwen, and Trent. The Bass decided on Heather, Katie, Sadie, Geoff, and Cody. Chris shouted, "Three! Two! One! Dodgeball!"

The round began awkwardly, as no one wanted to throw first. Finally, Courtney threw a ball at Heather. "Take this!" Heather ducked, but the ball hit Geoff, who was behind her. Heather scoffed and threw a ball at Courtney, who was hit. Courtney sat on the sidelines, away from LeShawna and Kevin, and folded her arms. Bridgette tossed a ball from hand-to-hand, and decided to aim for Cody. He caught it, eliminating Bridgette and bringing back Geoff. Katie and Sadie both carried two balls, ran past the center line while squealing, and threw them at Gwen. Chris blew a whistle. "Katie! Sadie! Gwen! Out!" DJ and Trent both threw a ball at Cody, who was hit, but at the same time, DJ was hit with a ball thrown by Heather. Heather smiled with satisfaction, and whispered something in Geoff's ear. Geoff: (confessional) The lob and bullet strategy... classic! Heather threw a ball up in the air towards Trent, who considered it as an easy catch. Right then, Geoff tossed a ball at Trent, full-speed, and eliminated him before he could catch Heather's ball. Geoff threw his hat on the air with excitement. "Alright! 1-0!" "Relax, party boy," Heather said, annoyed. "We still need to win another two rounds."

The Gophers huddled again. Courtney lead them. "Alright. Justin, LeShawna, Kevin, you three go this round, along with Gwen and Bridgette." The Bass also gathered together. Heather said, "Homeschool, Lindsay, Beth, and Geoff and I will go this round." Harold protested, "What about me?" Geoff chuckled "Do you really want her to list the reasons of why you're not in this round?" Harold furrowed his eyebrows. "Hey, I've helped us win the rock challenge, camping challenge, and cliff challenge! Gimme a chance! It's just simple physics..." Heather threw her hands up on surrender. "Fine, you can play in Round Three." The awkwardness had obviously been thrown out the window, as Gwen wasn't hesitant at all to throw a ball at Ezekiel, eliminating him. Heather, enraged, threw a ball at Gwen, but it was caught by LeShawna. Gwen brought in DJ, giving the Gophers six members, with the Bass down to three. Out of desperation, Beth threw a ball at Bridgette, who caught it without a problem. With Courtney in, it was seven Gophers against Lindsay and Geoff. Heather called out, "Geoff! L.A.B.!" "Uh...," Geoff said as he scratched his head in confusion. Seeing this as an opportunity, Kevin threw a ball at Geoff, but Lindsay jumped in front and caught it. LeShawna dropped the ball she was about to throw. "Oh, dang." Lindsay brought back in Heather, leaving a jealous Beth in the bleachers. "Don't worry, Betty, you'll be my next pick," Lindsay assured. Kevin sat on the bleachers, frustrated, hoping that his underestimation didn't cost his team the round, or even worse, the challenge. Unfortunately, it did, as with Lindsay's catching and Heather and Geoff's technique, all of the Gophers were eliminated in under two minutes. Chris announced, "Alright. Bass are up 2-0! If the Bass win the next round, they win the chalknge and its previous reward; invincibility!"

Worried, the Gophers huddled together. "We need some sort of strategy," Courtney suggested. Gwen smacked her own forehead. "That's pretty obvious, Courtney." Courtney crossed her arms. "I wouldn't be so snooty, Ms. iPhone." Gwen gasped. Gwen: (confessional) So, yeah, I kept my phone... but Chris doesn't know, right? Courtney grinned and pointed to herself. "That's right. It's my way," And then, pointing to Chris, "or the highway." Gwen sighed and asked, "Well, does anyone have a strategy?" LeShawna's face lit up. "Oooh! I do!" She then whispered her plan in each of her teammates' ears, and asked, "You clear?" Bridgette winked. "Crystal."

Meanwhile, with the Bass, Harold stood up and announced, "I'm going this round!" Heather glared at him. "I know. And so are Lindsay, Geoff, Cody and I." Harold asked, "Don't you think the Gophers know our plan by now?" Heather laughed, "Heck no. They're too stupid to realize that." "Er... I-I-I don't know...," Harold stuttered, worried.

Chris blew the whistle. "Let Round Three begin!" LeShawna ran just behind the center line, with Kevin adjacent to her right. LeShawna taunted, "Bring it!" Heather tossed a ball up to the air, and LeShawna had her hands up, ready to catch. Geoff threw a ball at a distracted LeShawna, but Kevin threw his ball at Geoff's ball, knocking it out of the way. LeShawna caught the ball, eliminating Heather, and bringing Gwen into the game. Harold jumped up and down from the back of the court. "I knew they knew! I knew they knew!" LeShawna yelled, "Part two!" And with that, DJ, Bridgette, and Courtney threw a ball at Lindsay, while Gwen, LeShawna, and Kevin threw one at Geoff. Chris was leaning forward in his referee chair. "This is good stuff!" LeShawna yelled, "Part three!" The Gophers then made their own lob-and-bullet strategy, with Bridgette tossing a ball into the air and the other five hurling a ball each at Cody. LeShawna cracked her knuckles. "And the finalé..." Courtney charged and hit Harold with her dodgeball. Chris blew his whistle. "2-1! Round Four begins in three minutes!"

The Gophers walked back to their bleachers, cheering, while the Bass were wondering how they could compete against their strategy. Heather complained, "No one did anything after I got eliminated! You just stood there gawking as the Gophers hurled dodgeballs at you! Ugh, you guys are useless!" Harold sighed. "I guess this round we... retaliate?" Beth shrugged.

Chris blew his whistle. "Round Four! Three, two, one!" LeShawna yelled, "Part One... B!" Harold raised an eyebrow. "You're kidding, right?" Lindsay asked, "That thing you do with your eyebrows is cool!" She put her finger underneath her eyebrow and pushed it up. Each Gopher threw a ball at a Bass. Harold and Cody were hit, Lindsay caught it, and Geoff and Heather dodged. Heather whispered into Geoff and Lindsay's ears, "Throw the ball at LeShawna! She's the leader!" Lindsay, Geoff, and Heather all threw a ball at LeShawna. LeShawna caught Lindsay's, deflected Geoff's, but was hit by Heather's. Due to catching Lindsay's, she was able to stay in the game. Heather stomped her foot. "Crap!" LeShawna yelled, "Part Three!" In response, LeShawna and Kevin threw a ball at Heather, and Courtney, Bridgette, and DJ threw one at Geoff. The three of them were hit and eliminated from the challenge. Chris blew his whistle. "Gophers win Round Four! 2-2! Next round decides immunity!"

The Gophers high-fived, but Courtney said, "Guys, I think they're getting used to our plan." LeShawna assured Courtney, "But they can't do anything about it." The Bass, on the opposite side, began to strategize again. Katie and Sadie spoke up. "Ohmigosh, guys!" Katie began, "How about..." "Everyone...," Sadie continued. "...stands together..." "...and keeps all the balls they get..." And they both shouted, "...and then we attack at the same time!" Heather asked, "What do you mean, 'stand together'?" Chris then blew his whistle, and Sadie quickly said, "Just follow me and Katie's lead. We need you, Heather! And Geoff and Lindsay!"

Chris shouted, "Alright! Round five! The losers of this round will send an unlucky teammate packing. Begin!" Katie and Sadie ran to the back of the court and stood so close to each other that a stream of air couldn't sneak between their arms. The Bass shrugged and followed the girl's lead and linked arms. The Gophers saw no point in that and each fired a dodgeball at a Bass. Lindsay panicked. "What now?" Katie and Sadie faltered, "Uh... I thought you guys could take it from here." The Bass tried to run from the line, but forgetting that their arms were linked, they ended up falling and each Bass was hit. Chris said, "Well, that was pathetic. Congrats, Gophers, you finally win! Bass, I'll see you at tonight's ceremony!" The Bass all glared at Katie and Sadie, who's joyous expressions turned into a worried one.

At the bonfire ceremony, Chris taunted the Bass, who were rubbing their sore arms and legs after getting hit by the Gophers' dodgeballs. "Alright. If I call your name, I'll throw you--" Chris was interrupted by the nine Bass's complaints. "No more throwing!" Chris began to laugh hysterically. "Fine, walk up here and get your marshmallow once I call your name. If you're the unlucky one who's name wasn't called, you'll walk the Dock of Shame, board the Boat of Losers, and leave for good!" "The first marshmallows go to Lindsay, Geoff, and Cody!" Each walked up and picked up a marshmallow from the plate. "Harold, Beth, and Ezekiel!" They all took a marshmallow. Chris looked at the remaining three girls. "Heather!" She scowled as she took one of the last two marshmallows. "And finally..." The two friends hugged each other in fear. "...Katie!" Katie didn't go for her marshmallow. "No! Sadie! Why her?" Under her breath, Heather grumbled, "Because she's a 230 pound deadweight." Barely hearing her, Beth gasped. "Heather, that was so mean!" Heather rolled her eyes and turned back to Katie and Sadie, who were sobbing. Sadie stood up. "It's okay, Katie! Stay strong! I'll be cheering for you at home with Mandy and Lizzy!" Katie sniffed, "Eating cherry popcorn?" Sadie began to laugh, "Ohmigosh, that night was so fun!" Chris impatiently tapped his fingers on his plate. "Sadie, any chance that you're walking the Dock of Shame today?" Sadie gasped, "Do I have a choice?" "No," Chris sighed. As Sadie reluctantly walked down the Dock of Shame, Chris looked at the camera. "And with that, we finish up another thrilling episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter VIII: Construction Deduction
The theme song began to play, however, before the camera zoomed down the cliff, Chris interrupted demanding, "Yo! Just because I like drinking my chai tea slowly gives you no right to cut into my closeu-- recap time!" Fixuating the camera to focus on him, he began, "In the previous episode of Total Drama Island, the campers went back to junior high as they competed in five rounds of the original playground bloodbath - dodgeball. The Bass dominated the first two rounds, but thanks to LeShawna's quick thinking, the Gophers stole the win from the Bass before they lost another member. In the end, the Bass sent home Sadie, leaving Katie BFFFL-less! Will Courtney pull the plug on Gwen? Will Heather's alliance ever do something? Will I ever stop asking you three questions at the end of each recap? Find out the answer to probably none of these questions in today's exciting episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

The morning after Sadie's elimination, the campers were awoken by a terrible scream, coming from the Bass cabin. Courtney opened the Bass's cabin door in annoyance. "Lindsay. After three weeks, I think you'd get used to Heather's face." Heather opened her mouth to say something, but went back to sleep instead. Lindsay was crouching on her top bunk, peering at the floor. Courtney looked at the floor, and then at Lindsay. "Well!?" "I think I saw an ant," Lindsay said, still shakily looking at the floor. The entire Bass cabin groaned, with the exception of Beth, whose eyes widened. "Where!?" Courtney facepalmed herself. Courtney: (confessional) I'm surrounded by moronic losers! I'm about to lose it! Chris walked onto the campgrounds with a megaphone. He announced, "Campers! Meet me at the bonfire grounds in ten!" The campers glanced at each other in wonder.

At the bonfire grounds were two large crates, one green, and one red. Chris stood on top of the green box, his legs dangling over. Cody asked, "Chris, what up with the boxes?" "All will be explained as soon as Ezekiel and Harold end their little thumb war," Chris replied, clearly annoyed. Harold and Ezekiel tried to pull their hands away quickly, but they forgot to let go of each other, and ended up pulling themselves towards each other, slamming their foreheads together. Chris asked, "Can I start now, or is anyone else gonna give themselves head trauma? No one? Good. Okay. Today's challenge is to build a treehouse! Your materials are in these crates." He jumped off of the green crate and continued, "I think there's an instruction manual in there... You need to build your own treehouse, then decorate it! Paint it, add furniture, whatever you think'll impress me! You have ten hours to build and decorate your treehouses. Any questions?" The sixteen teenagers all murmured, while Courtney asked, "Chris, in order to make a treehouse, we need a tree." "Glad you brought that up, Courtney," Chris said, grinning. Trent frowned. "Uh oh, he's smiling." Chris explained, "It's not really a treehouse. It's a house that your team is building in one of these locations!" He pulled out a hat filled with folded up scraps of paper. "How professional," Gwen commented. Chris narrowed his eyes. "Shut it, Ms. Lambert. Pick a location." Gwen walked up to Chris and picked a piece of paper out of the hat. She unfolded it, read it to herself, and crumpled it. "At the top of the cliff." "Yes! I was hoping someone would get that," Chris exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. Gwen stomped back to her team, where Courtney had her arms folded and her legs crossed, frowning. "Great choice, Gwen." Gwen: (confessional) Okay, I do not have to take all of this crap from Courtney! I'm seriously ready to quit this stupid frickin' game! (kicks the confessional door open and walks out, showing Heather, who was about to go in, scared) Ezekiel stood up and walked towards Chris. "I've got the magic touch, eh," Ezekiel boasted as he unfolded a scrap of paper. He turned it upside-down, then sideways, then turned the paper around. Heather sighed and snatched the paper from Ezekiel's hands. "'On the Dock of Shame'. Are you serious!? You call that a 'magic touch'?" Ezekiel slunk back down in his tree stump chair. Chris began to walk off. "Alright. Green crate for Gophers, red crate for Bass. Ten hours. Ready? Go!"

The Gophers rushed to their green crate, and DJ and Trent began to open it. As the contents of the crate spilled out, Courtney noticed a small pamphlet. She picked it up, but she noticed that the first page was numbered as "17". She threw it to the floor in anger, stomped on it, and looked up to see seven teammates with somewhat worried expressions. "He gave us the second half of the instruction manual! That little--" She was interrupted by a loud crash, followed by a "sorry" from Justin. Courtney sighed and asked, "Anyone know where to start?" LeShawna suggested, "We can start with a base." Justin: (confessional) Is that her life motto? "Seems fair enough," Bridgette said as she took her hands out of her pockets.

Meanwhile, with the Bass, Geoff and Harold were trying to open up the crate. Harold complained, "I wish we had a first class lever. The fulcrum, being in the middle, would be neutral and the only factor would be the weight on either side of the--" Lindsay wondered aloud, "Where are Katie and Cody?" The camera switched over to the Bass cabin, where Katie was sobbing on her bunk. Cody ran his fingers through his hair and approached Katie. "Hey, I know it's hard to lose a friend, but it'll get better, trust me." Cody tried to put his hand on Katie's shoulder, but she turned around quickly, and his hand hit her bedpost. Katie sat up in her bed. "You really think so?" "'Course," Cody nodded. Katie smiled and hugged Cody. While hugging her, he pumped his fist, accidentally elbowing Katie's back. The two quickly stopped hugging. Katie yelped, "Ow! What the...?" Cody rubbed the back of his head. "Uh, there was a spider on your back." Katie shrieked and rubbed her back repeatedly while jumping in the center of the cabin. "Where!? Where!?"

Back with the Gophers, the base had been made. Bridgette, Gwen, and LeShawna were busy sorting out the materials, while the boys were building the house. Courtney was directing both groups. "Trent, move that plank to the left. No, lower. More to the left, now set it down... Perfec-- no, it's way too much to the left. Just let someone else do it." Trent: (confessional) At least we know who to send home if we lose, right? Bridgette was piling up the planks, and while carrying three of them in her arms, she stumbled on a rock. Being on the cliff, she frantically worried that she would plummet down and die. She dropped one plank on the ground and the other two were beginning to fall out of her hands. She dropped them, both falling to her sides, and she fell face-first on the edge of the cliff. LeShawna turned around, put her hands on her hips, and complained, "This is no time to be snoozin'! We got a challenge to win!" Bridgette lifted her head up and realized that she had scraped her leg. Thinking nothing of it, she stood up and tried to walk to the crate, but toppled over in pain. DJ noticed this and rushed over. "Bridgette! You okay?" DJ: (confessional) She's on the floor grabbing her leg in pain. Of course she's not okay! (smacks his forehead) Stupid! DJ carried Bridgette on his back and began to walk down the cliff, but was stopped by Courtney. "Where do you think you're going? There's a challenge that needs completing!" She noticed Bridgette's injury and jumped backwards. Bridgette looked at it, then at Courtney, then back at her scrape. Bridgette: (confessional) I've seen surfers get devoured by sharks. What's she so jumpy about?

The Bass, now with Cody and Katie, were making good progress, with Geoff being the reason. Katie asked, "Wow, where did you learn to do all of this, Geoff?" Geoff hopped off of the section of the house he was working on, causing the dock to wobble. "Back home, my buds and I made a 'party house'. We just partied hard in that place all day, everyday, non-stop!" Cody rolled his eyes. "Don't ya ever get tired of partying all day long? I mean, even once a week is pushing it." Geoff shrugged and turned around to work on the house. Heather was working on her tan, with Lindsay at her side. Beth walked to them and unsteadily asked, "Are you guys gonna work on the house?" Heather removed her sunglasses and shook her head. "Beth, Beth, Beth. We have five hours left." Beth shrugged and began to sit on Heather's opposite side, but Heather snapped, "What do you think you're doing?" "You said we had five hours," Beth replied, frowning. Heather crossed her legs. "That doesn't mean you should stop working. Run along now, go do the dirty work." As Beth walked back to the house, Heather nudged Lindsay. "And you, stop stealing my sun." Wondering why there was no reply, Heather removed Lindsay's sunglasses to see that she was sleeping, and feeling sadistic, she left Lindsay's sunglasses on to leave an embarassing tanline.

The Gophers had finished building the house, but they needed to decorate it. Courtney, Justin, and Gwen began to argue. Courtney explained, "We need to use our team color, green." Justin shook his head. "Nuh-uh. Green is the fifth most unappealing color on me, according to my stylist. Let's go deep sky blue." Gwen folded her arms. "We need a color to express how tough we are! Let's use black, guys." Courtney lightly kicked Gwen. "Ahem... I think that green is the way to go because it's an environmental color, and the environment is being polluted by factories which produce products like iPhones." Gwen exhaled. "'Scuse me for a sec." She walked into the house, and after several seconds of thrashing and screaming, she walked out, forcing a smile, and complied, "We'll go green." Justin, obviously confused, walked away awkwardly towards the supplies.

The Bass, minus Heather and Lindsay, had finished building the house. They weren't very concerned with the color, and decided just to splash a bunch of different colors and hope it made a cool effect. Heather, noticing them, walked over and asked, "What the heck is this!? Turds gone wild? Don't you know that putting a bunch of colors together makes brown?" Ezekiel sighed, "Yo, relax for a sec, eh? We've got lots o' more paint!" He walked over to the crate next to Lindsay, searched the remaining supplies, and took out a can of pink paint. "You're a girl, right, Heather? So, you'll like pink!" Heather gasped. Heather: (confessional) I'm seriously ready to throw him into the lake, shove his ugly little blue-green hat underwater, and keep it there until the bubbles stop rising! Being a victim of selective-hearing, Lindsay sat up as she heard the word "pink". Ezekiel, startled, jumped backwards and threw the can of paint in the air. The can hit the house, opening it and covering their half of it in pink paint, along with Katie and Beth. The girls shrieked and jumped in the lake to rinse themselves of the paint. Heather stomped towards Ezekiel and pushed him into the water. "Way to go, home-fool!" A blare from an airhorn was heard in the distance, along with Chris's voice being amplified by a megaphone. "Campers! Time is up! Drop your supplies and head to the Gophers' cabin for judging!"

The Gophers had not put in any furniture in their house besides a measly sunflower in the middle of the floor. Chris examined the walls an edges carefully, shaking his head at times, and nodding at others. He walked out and announced, "Out of 10, you guys get a 7.5." The Gophers shrugged, and Chris asked, "Where are DJ and Bridgette?" The camera switched to the infirmary, where Bridgette was calmly sitting on a chair with a bandage over her scrape, while DJ, sitting next to her, shivered. Bridgette put her hand on DJ's shoulder. "Deej, what's with you? It's just a small scrape!" "I-It's just the way you fell down... It scared me," DJ replied, now folding his hands. Bridgette admitted, "That was all my fault. I've been to First-Aid 101, I should know not to put weight on the injury." Bridgette smiled. "Thanks for bringing me here, means a lot." DJ blushed as Chef walked in with duct tape and a large needle. DJ fainted and Bridgette slowly backed into a corner.

At the Dock of Shame, Chris was taken aback by the Bass house's exterior. "Is this a vanilla-less Neopolitan bar?" Lindsay took off her sunglasses. "Do you know how many calories that has? Like, a lot!" Her tanline was visible, causing everyone except Beth to hold back a laugh. "What's so funny? I wasn't trying to make a joke," Lindsay said, confused. Beth whispered something in Lindsay's ear, causing her to snatch Justin's mirror, apologize for doing so, look at herself, hand back the mirror, and run back to the Bass cabin, screaming. Chris analyzed the inside of the Bass's cabin, tapping a wall here and there. He disproved of how empty the inside was, walked out, and announced, "7 out of 10, the Gophers win it again!" The Gophers, now with DJ and Bridgette, who was in crutches, cheered. Chris glanced over at the Bass. "Cast your votes in then confessional, and I'll see you at the bonfire. Again. Fourth time total."

At the bonfire ceremony, Heather yawned while sitting between Lindsay and Beth. She sighed, "The waterworks shouldn't necessary this time around." "Hmph," Chris grunted as he hoisted a large bag of marshmallows and placed seven on a plate. As he did so, he explained, "Alright. There's eight of you here, and I only got seven marshmallows! The dude or dudette who doesn't get a marshmallow will walk the Dock of Shame, not run into that crappy house you guys built, board the Boat of Losers, and leave for good." He tossed the bag of marshmallows to the side. "First marshmallow goes to Geoff." Geoff pumped his fist and picked up a marshmallow. "Katie, Beth..." The two girls squealed and picked up their marshmallows. "Cody and Harold!" They high-fived, but then rubbed their hands in pain. They took two marshmallows, leaving two on the plate. Chris squinted and laughed at Lindsay's cover-up; several layers of blue eyeliner. "Alright, Linds, come get one." Heather impatiently fidgeted with her nails as Chris built the suspense. "Ezekiel, Heather, the final marshmallow of the evening goes to..." Ezekiel began to shake in his seat, as Heather wiped away a fake tear. "...Heather. Zeke, my man, time to go." Ezekiel walked down the Dock of Shame, swearing revenge. "I'll be back, eh? Ain't no one gonna stop the--" He slammed his head against the house in the middle of the dock. "...Zeke," he finished, as he collapsed on to the Boat of Losers. Chris tossed Heather's marshmallow into his mouth, after she refused to eat "that factory-produced garbage". "And with that, the Bass are down to seven! Tune into next week's awesome episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter IX: Defy Your Ally
Chris poked his head out of the window of the Bass's house. "Last time on Total Drama Island! The two teams made one of these each!" He pointed to the house he was in. The camera followed him as he walked out of the house's front door. "Tension between Courtney and Gwen flared, and Gwen lost it! Although they both sucked, I had to give the Gophers the win. The Bass sent homeschool packing! See ya later, alligator! Will Cody and Katie have another corny moment hogging up more screentime? Trust me, you'll find out on today's thrilling episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

The camera zoomed into the Bass's cabin, where Lindsay was up particularly early, applying makeup to her tanline in order to hide it. Heather sat up on her top bunk, noticed Lindsay, and chuckled. Lindsay turned around. "Heather, what's so funny?" "I don't know," Heather said, "maybe it's that you look like a circus freak with that blue eyeliner. Lindsay laughed, "Heather, it's not blue, it's light aquamarine." Lindsay: (confessional) Sometimes, Heather's a little... (leans into the camera, and whispers) ...dumb. Sorry! Heather rolled her eyes and got ready for the day.

Meanwhile, with the Gophers, Bridgette and Courtney had switched bunks due to Bridgette's recent injury. Courtney, still thinking she was on the bottom bunk, hopped off of the bed, and landed face-first onto the floor. LeShawna woke up with that as the first thing she had seen, and laughed hysterically in her bunk underneath Gwen. Courtney, annoyed, stood up and walked out of the cabin as if nothing happened. LeShawna: (confessional) That Courtney girl? Hilarious. Only reason she ain't my friend is because she's too much of a "Miss Priss".

Chris shouted into his megaphone, "Campers. Terrible news, the show's being cancelled!" Courtney sighed. "Chris, you realize the redundancy of shouting into a megapho-- wait, what?" The campers cheered and evacuated their cabins, only to be stopped by some loud feedback from the megaphone. "Just kidding, we'd never stop torturing you." Heather was steamed. "What was the point of that!? Are you just that much of a--" Chris blew an airhorn in the middle of Heather's sentence. "All will be explained, my impudent child. That lie was to show you that you shouldn't trust me. Can anyone guess what today's challenge theme is?" Lindsay raised her hand. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, pick me! Ooh, ooh!" "Ugh," Heather scoffed. ,"if this'll shut her up, the answer's trust." Lindsay glared at Heather and complained, "You're supposed to wait for Chris to call on you! Besides, the answer is--" Chris looked at his watch and desperately said, "Alright! Let's move on to the first challenge."

Chris took the campers to the first challenge site, which was a small cliff. "This first challenge is all about teamwork. Except for one person. And those people are..." He looked at his clipboard. "Trent and Lindsay!" Trent asked, "What do we do?" Chris pointed to the top of the cliff. "You guys need to get up there, and stand on the team symbols painted on the floor." Chris looked at the other campers as Trent and Lindsay walked up the cliff. "In the meantime, you guys see those trampolines?" He pointed to the green and red trampolines, about seventy-five meters away from the cliffside. "There are six - or seven, in the Gophers' case - ropes attached to the trampolines. Each member who is not Trent or Lindsay needs to tie themselves to the rope, and drag the trampoline to the red X on the ground in five minutes, unless you want to kill off a teammate." Courtney wondered, "Trent never really was of use to us..." Gwen defended Trent. "Trent's done way more for the team than you've done, all you've been doing is bossing us around and lose challenges for us!" A flashback was shown of the rock band challenge and the camping challenge. Heather slowly inched toward Courtney. "Are you going to tell Chris some time this century?" Courtney whispered back, "Calm down, I've got her in the palm of my hand."

Trent and Lindsay were seen waving down at the other campers, who were tying themselves with the ropes. Chris shouted to Trent and Lindsay, "Oh, those team symbols you're standing on are actually ejection pads that activate in five minutes. Four minutes and fifty-nine seconds, now, actually. And if you get off of them, your team automatically loses this challenge!" The two gulped as they reluctantly stood on the pads. The Gophers began to move the trampoline, but each Gopher headed in a different direction. The trampoline stayed in the same place and the Gophers were pulled backwards. Kevin complained, "What the heck, guys?" Courtney eyed Kevin. "Ugh, the trampoline didn't move because we all moved in opposite directions. Everyone, move that way!" Once Courtney said 'that way', everyone but Courtney moved in the direction she was pointing in, and since she wasn't ready, she was being dragged along underneath the trampoline.

The Bass decided to tie the boys in front of the trampoline and the girls behind the trampoline, because as Cody put it before Katie slapped him, "The chicks push and the guys pull. Common life principle." As the Bass pushed the trampoline, Beth began to grow tired, stopped pushing, and walked. Heather noticed this and demanded, "Beth! Keep pushing! You think you're special?" Heather: (confessional) Well, of course she is, but she's not better than anyone here. In fact, everyone here's better than her. So this ally needs to get a major reality check. Beth stuttered, "I-I got tired! I'm not exactly the strongest person here, y'know!" Heather asked, "Physically, mentally, or both? Nevermind, the answer's obviously 'both'." Beth: (confessional) Geez, sometimes Heather's just so mean! But, don't tell her I said that... Kay?"!

Chris looked at his watch and yelled, "Time!" The pads ejected out Lindsay and Trent, shooting them up into the sky. Lindsay was shot up a noticeably longer distance due to her weight, and ended up falling past the trampoline by about ten yards. The dirt on her face smudged the makeup on her face, and she took a mini-makeup kit from her pocket and began to fix herself. Chris asked, "Err, Lindsay, didn't that hurt?" "What? Oh. Uh... Ow," Lindsay commented. Chris raised an eyebrow and looked up to see Trent, who was still ascending. Finally, he began to fall, but the force of his drop sent him straight through the trampoline. Gwen rushed to him. "Trent! Are you alright?" Trent forced a smile through the pain. "I'm doing better, now that you're here." Gwen also smiled and helped him up. Chris ordered, "Alright. Looks like the Gophers win part one! Part two is this way!"

The scene switched to two large platforms on the amphitheater, each with a microphone. Chris stood on the left platform, which was painted green. "Like Heather said earlier, today's challenges are based on trust. If you tell someone a secret, that means you trust them, until they blab about it to the world. I won't make you tell any secrets, so chill out. This challenge is a scream-off. I need one pre-picked person from each team to get up here and scream into the microphone. Your scream needs to be fifty decibals or higher in order to stay in the challenge. The camper who maintains their scream over fifty decibals for the longest wins this challenge. And the victims are... Gwen and Harold!" The two glanced over at each other. Harold winked, while Gwen grimaced. As they walked to their corresponding platforms, Chris told them, "Fifty decibals is a lotta noise! Scream your throats out!" Harold clutched his throat in fear, while Gwen adjusted the microphone's height. Chris blew a whistle. "Scream!!" Harold and Gwen both screamed as loud as they could. Chris and the campers in the audience all covered their ears. After fifteen seconds, Gwen collapsed on the floor and began to cough. Trent rushed up ringer similar to how Gwen had previously. Harold stopped screaming and cheered. "Yes! Those pointless breath-holding lessons I took when I was eleven finally paid off!" Gwen and Trent both smiled at each other as Trent helped her get up. Chris sighed. "Ugh, I didn't wanna have to do a tiebreaker challenge, but, guess we have to. Follow me to challenge three!"

The final challenge site were two identical obstacle courses, which looked fairly simple. Chris explained the challenge, "Alright, for your final challenge, one person from each team will navigate through the obstacle course... Blindfolded! Another person will be guiding you vocally. First to finish wins! Question-- wait, since when do I care? Gophers, your people are Kevin and Courtney! Kevin's the blind one." Courtney grinned evilly. "You have to listen to me." Kevin sighed, "Great, even though I've been doing the exact opposite this entire competition." Chris continued, "And for the Bass, Beth and Geoff! Beth's blindfolded, while Geoff guides her." Geoff: (confessional) Beth's clueless enough without a blindfold, so this'll be tough. The two pairs were ready at the starting line. Chris blew his airhorn. "Go!" Kevin walked forwards slowly, and Courtney yelled, "Jump over the hurdle!" Kevin began to run towards it, but Courtney shouted, "Slow down!" Kevin rolled his eyes behind his blindfold and continued to run, and then jumped over the hurdle. The Gophers cheered, but he crashed into the next obstacle, a tunnel. Meanwhile, with the Bass, Geoff was working wonders with Beth. "There's a hurdle, but chill, it's pretty low. Just hop over it!" Geoff: (confessional) My strategy? Don't stress the dudette out! That'll just make her go crazy and lose it. Courtney seemed to need to take Geoff's approach, as she was screaming at Kevin. "It's a six-foot wide tightrope! What are you worried about!?" "Because I have no idea of where I am!" Chris blew his airhorn. "The Bass win!" Kevin removed his blindfold to see Beth at the end, cheering. He threw the blindfold to the ground and stomped back to his team, who was glaring at both him and Courtney. Chris turned to the Gophers. "Gopherinos, I'll see you at the bonfire tonight!"

While taking their seats at the bonfire ceremony, the Gophers took their seats while staring each other down. Chris chuckled, "Ooh, this tension is tighter than the votes you guys placed. I mean, seriously, nearly everyone got a vote. Well, you know the drill. There's eight of you here, and I only have seven marshmallows. The first one, by barely anything, goes to DJ!" DJ stood up and waved to the others. "Good luck, guys." Chris looked at his vote sheet. "LeShawna and Justin!" Justin stood up and brushed his hair to the side, causing LeShawna to stumble slightly. "Gwen and Trent!" The two stood up, holding hands, and picked up their marshmallows. "Down to the bottom three. This marshie goes to Kevin." He stood up, stuck his tongue out at Courtny and waved goodbye. Chris looked at Courtney, then Bridgette, then at the one marshmallow on his plate. "The final marshmallow goes to..." The two girls held hands in fear of each other's fate. "...Courtney." Bridgette's jaw dropped. "Why? More importantly, how?" Gwen patted Bridgette on the back. "You're hurt. You can't help the team too much anymore. The camera didn't catch it, but you were wincing the entire time you were dragging the trampoline." Bridgette frowned. "Guess you're right, it's for the better." Chris sniffled. "Alright... And with that, we're down to fourteen. Who's next? Find out next time only on... Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter X: Paintball-Istic
Chris stood on the top of the infamous cliff. "Last time on Total Drama Island, the campers were put through three trust challenges to help 'fix' their issues with each other! To make a long recap short, Lindsay flew, Gwen passed out, Kevin chickened out, and Bridgette got the boot! Will the Gophers crumble under the pressue? Find out on today's thrilling episode of Total. Drama. Island!"

(theme song)

The next morning, the camera zoomed into the Gopher cabin as Gwen woke up. She stretched and yawned, and when she noticed the camera, she shoved it out of the cabin. As the cameraman fumbled out of the cabin, she muttered, "Videotaping kids while they're sleeping? Seriously?" The cameraman moved on to the Bass cabin, where no one was awake. Harold was talking in his sleep, "Take that, Feronkles..." Panning across the bunks, Heather was seen calmly sleeping with her hair in a ponytail. Lindsay had two cucumbers over her eyes, and suddenly woke up. She ate one, noticed the camera, and claimed, "What? They're healthy!"

The cameraman exited the cabin, and Chris walked into the campgrounds with a megaphone. He announced, "Campers! Meet me at the bonfire grounds in twenty minutes!" Courtney, now on the bottom bunk again, hesitantly stepped off of her bed, noticed she was on the bottom bunk, and facepalmed herself. As the Gophers exited their cabin, Courtney accidentally stumbled over Gwen. Courtney, slightly angered, asked, "Did you just try to trip me?" "No," Gwen replied, confused. Gwen: (confessional) I've got something a lot better in store for her after making me kiss up to her for so long. The Bass yawned as they walked out of their cabin. Heather stood on the cabin porch and examined both the Gophers and the Bass, and nodded in satisfaction. Heather: (confessional) The teams are even now. It's about time. The Loafers [Gophers] are seriously starting to crease me. We'd better win today's challenge...

At the bonfire grounds, Chris was holding a green paintball gun and aimed it at Harold. Harold ran behind Heather, who was shot in the arm by a green paintball. She wiped the paint off of her. "Ow! Chris, what the heck was that for?" Chris laughed, "Two reasons. One; challenge hint! Two; that intern who was supposed to give me a massage this morning never showed, so I'm kinda ticked, and I need a punching bag." Heather suggested, "Then, why not pick on someone who's big enough to be a punching bag, like LeShawna?" "Don't start with me, honey," LeShawna warned. Heather continued, "Why are you calling me 'honey'? Oh, right, that's what you stuff your pillow with at night, I guess it's hard to tell, with those ping-pong balls you dare to call eyes." LeShawna lifted her sleeves. "Bring it, you no-good, skinny, little--" LeShawna paused, grabbed Chris's paintball gun, and opened fire on Heather. Heather was covered in green paint, and screamed, "LeShawna! What the heck is wrong with you!?" "Nothin' at all, honey," LeShawna taunted as she handed Chris back the paintball gun. Chris clapped. "Thank you, LeShawna, for demonstrating today's challenge!" LeShawna exclaimed, "I get to do that again?!" Heather, outraged, asked, "She gets to do that again?!" Cody tentatively asked, "Mind if I ask, why's Tyler over there?" The campers all looked to the left to see Tyler, waving at them. They all yelled, "Tyler!?" Chris suddenly remembered, "Oh, right! Surprise. Tyler's back in the game!" Heather pouted. "I thought we got rid of him." "I did too," Chris said, eyeing Tyler suspiciously. "But it seems I miscounted the votes that night. Beth was the who should've been eliminated!" Beth gasped, and Heather asked, "How?" Chris shrugged. "I'm not allowed to reveal votes unless I want to. And I don't want to. Anyways, I'd send home Beth, but, I'll tell you what. She can stay, and Tyler gets to join the team of his choice!" Tyler shrugged and wondered aloud, "If I go with them, they might get--" "How about you just go on the losing team after the challenge? That way the teams stay even," Chris interrupted, motioning towards his watch. Chris looked back at the campers, who were still in a sudden shock at Tyler's unexpected return. Justin stood up. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. In the past ten or so bonfire ceremonies, didn't you always say that once someone was eliminated, they could never, ever, ever, ever come back? Ever?" Chris smirked. "Guess they can. Now, onto the challenge. You guys will each get a paintball gun, Gophers get green guns with green paint, Bass get red guns with red paint. The challenge is basically just to get everyone on the opposite team shot! Only rule: Once you're shot, you can't shoot back. Simple, right?" The campers nodded and shrugged, except for DJ who asked, "But... paintballs hurt! Aren't we gonna wear some protective gear or somethin'?" Chef then walked in carrying a crate of orange-tinted protective glasses. DJ asked, "...that's it?" Chris nodded, "Yuh-huh. Now, get your supplies and get to the opposite ends of the forest."

At the Gophers' end of the forest, Courtney explained their strategy. "We should all go in different directions, and we should never group together. That way, if one of us is spotted, the Bass'll only shoot one of us." Kevin nodded impressed. "Hate to say it, but nice strategizing, Court." Courtney: (confessional) Oh, don't play nice with me. You got my only ally voted off, so you'd better watch your back. Courtney's got a little somethin'-somethin' up her sleeve. It only requires that we win today's challenge; we don't need that lackey on our team. The bass huddled together as Heather explained their technique. "We'll split up in teams. Lindsay, Beth, Geoff and I will go left, while you three go right. We'll splatter whoever we see together to get a sure shot." Harold put his hand out. "Good work, Heather." Heather slowly put Harold's hand down. "Yeah, I know, now get ready for the challenge." Harold: (confessional) Seems Heather isn't interested in me. I guess that means my next choice is Lindsay. (spits on hand, slicks hair back) Just call us Har-say! Ugh, how do those fangirls think of these couple names?

Chris blew his airhorn. "Play ball! Paintball, that is, heh." The Gophers scattered in different directions, except for DJ who stood in the same place. LeShawna noticed this and furiously whispered, "DJ! Get in here!" DJ worried, "What if I get shot?" LeShawna replied, "You'll be a bigger target if you just stand in the open like that steak Eva destroyed! Get in the forest!" DJ ran to LeShawna, and hid behind her as a shield.

The Bass split up into the teams which Heather assigned, and slowly approached the center of the forest. Katie gasped, "Look!" She pointed at Justin, who was sitting on a tree stump, drinking water. She fawned over the sight, and rested her arm on Cody's shoulder. Cody couldn't withstand her shoulder weight, and collapsed, startling Justin, who ran away. Harold suddenly jumped up, as if awoken from a trance. "Wha-wha-what happened?" Katie also snapped back. "I... don't remember."

Heather led Lindsay, Beth, and Geoff with her as she walked through the forest. Heather slowly inched towards Geoff led him behind the group. "Hey, Geoff..." Geoff excitedly said, "'Sup, dudette?" Heather tried to hide her distaste. "Well, did you know that I could take you all the way to the final four with Lindsay and Beth?" "No way," Geoff replied, in shock. Turning his face towards hers, Heather locked eyes with Geoff. "Oh, way." While doing so, both Heather and Geoff were shot by Gwen, who ran away quickly, snickering.

LeShawna, sick of being used as protection, reminded DJ, "Yo, remember what Courtney said? If we're caught together, we're both dead." DJ still stood behind LeShawna, who threw her hands in the air in surrender. Just then, the two were shot by Beth. LeShawna shrieked, "Girl!!" Beth frowned and waved at them. "Sorry, guys." DJ clutched the spot where he was shot by Beth, whimpering. LeShawna: (confessional) Where the heck did the DJ from the swimming challenge go?

Trent and Kevin ended up accidentally running into each other in the forest. Kevin pulled his paintball gun out, but then apologized. "Sorry, dude, thought you were a Bass." Trent laughed, "Don't worry, I did too. Hey, have you seen Gwen?" Kevin continued walking. "Nope, not since we split up at the other side of the woods." He sat down on the same tree stump that Justin had before, while Trent paced around him. "Crap. I really need to tell her something." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Dude, you're so falling for her." Trent was about to say something, but instead he screamed in pain, grabbing his left thigh. Kevin also yelped and fell off of the tree stump, while Katie, Geoff, and Cody jumped out from behind a bush. They high-fived and cheered, however it wasnfor naught, as all three of them were shot by Courtney. Trent, in pain, yelled, "Nice job, Court!"

Justin had continued to wander around in the forest, occasionally sitting down. Justin: (confessional) At this point, I'm willing to get shot by a paintball. Something to let me know that I didn't wander off into Mexico or something! Justin's wish was fulfilled, as Beth shot him from behind a bush. Beth realized it was Justin that she shot, and ran over to him. "Justin! I'm so sorry! I thought you were Courtney! You know how masculine she can be at tim--" Beth was shot by Courtney, who stomped over to her. "I'm masculine?!?" Courtney turned to Justin. "Am I masculine?" Justin quickly asked, "If I say 'no', will you help me up?" Courtney blushed, "I'll do more than that." "Well, then, no, you're the most feminine person on the show." Justin: (confessional) I only know that because there was a small blood stain on her blanket last night.

Courtney and Gwen had met up with each other in the forest, but Courtney warned, "Gwen! Beat it before we both get caught!" Gwen rolled her eyes and turned around, while muttering, "Prissy little bi--" She was cutoff by a paintball to her glasses. Lindsay ran towards Gwen and hugged her. "O-M-G, I'm so sorry!" Gwen detached herself from the hug and assured Lindsay, "No problem, you stopped me from killing Courtney. Then again, that might not exactly be a good thing." Courtney noticed this and shot Lindsay, but not before shooting a dirty look at Gwen. Chris walked into the forest and announced, "The Gophers win! Bass, I'll see you at the bonfire ceremony, along with Tyler, who might I add, has invincibility tonight!" Heather: (confessional) Ugh, great. Ty-loser has invincibility, the person we were all gonna vote off!

The bonfire ceremony was shortly after the challenge, and Tyler proudly sat in the front row. Chris impatiently went through the procedure. "Eight campers. Seven marshmallows. If you don't get one, leave. Alright, first marshmallows go to Tyler, Geoff and Heather." Heather gave a thumbs-up to Geoff, while forcing a grin. Chris raises an eyebrow, but continued normally. "Lindsay, Beth, Harold!" The three all picked up their marshmallows. "Katie, Cody, one of you lovebirds are going home tonight!" Lindsay asked, "Lovebirds? Awww!" Katie and Cody held hands as Chris announced, "Cody!" Cody turned to Katie, but she was already at the Boat of Losers. Katie squealed, "Sadie! I'm coming!" Chris laughed, "Wow. Nothing feels worse than your girl leaving you for another girl. Anyways, Tyler's back, Katie's gone, and we're back at fourteen! Who's next to go? Find out, only on ''Total. Drama. Island!"

Chapter XI: TBA
Chapter XI: 10% done.

Key
Gopher: Camper was placed on the Screaming Gophers.

Bass: Camper was placed on the Killer Bass.

WIN: Camper won invincibility for that night.

WIN: Camper won invincibility for himself/herself/their team for that night.

IN: Had their name called at the Bonfire Ceremony.

LOW: Received the final marshmallow at the Bonfire Ceremony.

LOW: Was supposed to be eliminated, but something happened that made him/her safe.

OUT: Voted out or eliminated in this episode.

1: Non-Elimination Episode.

2: Tyler returned in Paintball-Istic, and was awarded invincbility, even though he was on the losing team.

Trivia

 * This fanfiction was made by Kgman04.
 * Most challenges are similar to, or the exact same, challenges for Total Drama Island.
 * Splattered Darkness, the name of the Gophers's band in Rock Bottom, is the name of Kgman04's band in Guitar Hero 3, which is where he got the challenge idea from.
 * The title for Chapter 3, Isabelle's Kitchen, is a reference to Hell's Kitchen, a show about cooking.
 * Tyler carrying DJ from the water in Water You Waiting For is a reference to the episode Total Drama, Drama, Drama, Drama Island, where Tyler had to rescue DJ from the pool.
 * Notably, Harold has played a key role in the success of each of the Bass's wins.
 * In Construction Deduction, Chris makes a reference to the pop singer Adam Lambert, by calling Gwen "Ms. Lambert", due to both of them having a tendency to wear dark clothing.
 * This is slightly ironic because Adam Lambert has admitted to be homosexual.

Goofs

 * In The Time to Climb, Chris states that they only have a thirty minute time slot, however the standard time for the actual show is twenty-two minutes, due to commercials.
 * As seen in the recap for Construction Deduction, Chris knew that Gwen had an electronic device in the campsite. This means that Chris did each recap after the show was over, because if he had done it while the show was still in progress, he would have had to eliminate Gwen by then.

Credit

 * Credit goes to Bbhinton15 for helping me think of the title for Chapter 9, Defy Your Ally.