Total Drama What The Heck?

After TDWT, budget cuts were made due to all the lawsuits, cover ups, and failed Chris Mclean dolls that were made. Instead of trying to find a sensible and economic solution, Chris fired Chef Hatchet so he could hire a crazy fan who would work harder than any crew member for low pay. He found the perfect girl after noticing her stalking him and his cat. He sent her to find some new contestants, pick old ones, come up with a season idea and generate fan buzz while he watched Jersey Shore and got plastic surgery. And this odd, creepy, strange, weird and kinda lazy fan did that. In her own "special" way.

Staff
Chris Mclean- Our Self Absorbed Diva but Lovable Host

Rhonda- The Stalker Fan/Co-Host/Assistant/Chef

Jenny- The Mischievous Girl/ Aftermath host

Toby- Jenny's Sidekick/Aftermath host

Contestants
Old Contestants-

Bridgette- The Surfer

Courtney- The CIT

DJ- The Brickhouse With A Heart

Duncan- The Punk

Geoff- The Party Dude

Gwen- The Loner Goth

Heather- The Queen Bee

Justin- The Hot Guy

LeShawana- The Sista

Lindsay- The Dumb Blonde

Noah- The High IQ

Sierra- The Uber Fan

Trent- The Cool Musician

New Contestants-

Chef- The Angry and Former Chef

Julie- The Disturbed Crazed Insane Psycho Chick With A Love For Chaos and Fanfictions

Barbie- The Ironically named Goth

Rosamond- The Crazy Goth Cat Lady

SG- The Shy Technopath

Jovi- The Smarty Pants

Collin- The Annoying Moron

Bradley- The Manipulative Jock

Nellie- The Negative Girl

Mikey- The Funny Hyperactive Guy

Taylor- The Broken Hearted Country Girl

Cosmic River- The Gentle Hippie

Chapter 1 Prepare For Take-Off!
At an airport somewhere in Toronto Chris McLean, somewhat famous TV show host, is sitting on a lawn chair behind a fancy silver jet. He turns his head and flashes a smile to the camera. "Hello." He states in the usual somewhat excited but not thrilled tone TV hosts use. "And welcome to my new show.... but before he can finish a voice from behind the jet is heard.

"Don't you mean our show!" Out jumps a young teenage girl dressed in a purple shirt, jean skirt and wearing knee high tye dye socks. She has her long brunette hair. On her right hand was a big digital watch, purple like her shirt. He face show shows her annoyance at Chris.

"Sorry." Chris replies with non-sincere tone. "You know I'm use to doing this on my own Rhonda." Rhonda's face changes into a happy gleeful face.

"I totally forgive you. I'm just nervous. This is my first time on TV and I'm afraid I'll mess up."

Apology excepted. Everyone meet my new co-host, the creepy but lovable Rhonda!"

Rhonda waves towards the camera. "This is so weird its like taking to no one."

"You get use to it." Chris replies.

"OMG look the first bus!!!" Rhonda squeals. Like she said a yellow run down bus shows up producing a thick cloud of smog. The two co-hosts proceed to cough before heading towards the bus.

"Last time on Total Drama Heather won but lost her money to Zeke who then fell in a volcano that erupted. Luckily we all got off the island!" Chris says.

"Didn't Alejandro win?" Rhonda asks.

Chris shrugs his shoulders. "Depends on where you live." "Anyway, that season was a great idea but wasn't done the right way." Rhonda says. "So were going to do it right this time!

"Lets start by introducing our returning contestants. "You all known last season's winner, Heather!" Chris says. Heather stops off the bus with a smirk. Her hair has grown back to normal length.

"Now lets meet Season Two's winner who lost all their money when their raccoon tore it all up, its our punk and every ravioli pixie's dream boy, Duncan! Rhonda yells.

"And his current girlfriend, Gwen." Chris states.

Both walk off the bus hand in hand. "Lets not forget Duncan's ex, Courtney!" Rhonda yells.

Courtney pushes through Duncan and Gwen with a huge frown on her face. "Move it!" she yells.

"Now lets meet some of your other favorites Sierra, Noah and Lindsay". Chris says. As soon he finishes all 3 walk off smiling and waving towards the camera.

"And 3 dudes we haven't seen since season 2, Trent, Geoff and Justin." Rhonda adds as all 3 walk off.

And lets not forget Bridgette, LeShawna and DJ!" Chris states as the 3 walk off and the bus doors close, pulling away. "Welcome Contestants." Chris states with his normal smile. "I hope your all excited for Season 4! We'll being do pretty much everything we did in season 3 but on a new jet but by the new company the shows on."

"Who is that?" Heather asks pointing towards Rhonda.

Sierra squeals and runs to give Rhonda a hug. "Rhonda, why are you here?"

"I'm the new co-host of Season 4." Rhonda replies.

"You two know each other?" Chris asks.

Were follow Total Drama Fans. Plus I'm a follower of her blog. I even helped her get a lock of Cody's hair!" Rhonda says. As Sierra and her stop hugging.

"I remember you." Lindsay says. "You followed me into the bathroom and asked for my autograph."

And you stalked me when I was at the beach party with Bridge." Geoff states.

"I'm glad you remember me!!!" Rhonda squeals ignoring their clear discomfort.

"Great we have another fan girl with no life on this show." Noah states. "Except this one is also one of our crazy hosts."

"Don't forget new chef since we dropped Chef Hatchet to save money." Rhonda adds.

"You fired Chef?" Duncan asks.

We had some budget troubles so I decided to lose him and hire someone stupider and less good looking who will to do twice as much work." Chris replies.

"Thats Me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Rhonda yells. "Wait…"

But Rhonda has no time to think as another bus pulls up. It looks like the last one except white. "Whats with the new bus?" DJ asks.

"EEEEEEEEEE!" Rhonda yelps. "This bus has our new contestants!"

"New ones?" Heather asks. "The new ones always suck!"

"Thanks for that." Sierra says.

"Quiet!" Rhonda yells. "Let me see who showed up for the show." She says as she climbs in the bus with a clipboard she pulls out of a beach bag next to the lawn chair. She enters the bus and comes out with a big smile on her face. "12 people showed up!" This means we have enough to do the first challenge!"

"Let me see who our new contestants are." Chris says as he climbs into the bus.

"Ok." Rhonda replies. She then turns her head to the contestants. "Are you all excited for the new season?"

Most shrug their shoulders while Sierra jumps up and down. "Whats the shows new name? she asks.

"I don't know actually." Rhonda replies. "Hey Chris, whats the show's name?" She yells.

"What The Heck?" Chris yelps.

"Total Drama What The Heck? I like it." Rhonda replies.

Suddenly Chris runs out with a girl on his head, picking in hair. "Just let me get it."

"Stay out of my hair you nut!!!"

"I just want to pick this fuzz out of it and put it in my tummy using my mouth !" She proceeds to flip Chris over and grab a small fuzzball out of it.

"Delicioso!"

"Why would you eat fuzz?" Heather asks annoyed. "It probably tastes bad."

"On the contrary, it tastes great." The girl states. "In my MIND.

"You have a mind?" Noah asks. "It messed be more messed up the the moral of this show."

"Ha, Ha your funny." The strange girl mischievously fake laughs as she approaches Noah. "You know what else is funny?"

Noah rolls his eyes. "What?"

"When I torture you and your stupid soul in chamber of murder!!!!!!!!!!! Then I'll blow you up! Then I'll laugh as no one comes to your funeral because NO ONE LOVES YOU!!!!!!!!!!!! But…. I love you Noah." she states as she pushes him against her chest. "And I'll always love you. I'll marry you and move into a crystal dream fairy tale palace were will ride magic my little ponies and play shuffleboard. And will have a 100 kids with names I won't take the time to remember. Then will fly away on my jet into the moon where will eat I can't believe it's not butter and watch Jersey Shore cause were that awesome. Then… I die."

"Get off of me." Noah yells pushing her away.

"LOVE ME NOAH PUCKERMAN! LOVE ME! COWS MAKE MILK!!!!!!!!! The girl cries out as she starts to tear up. "UGH I don't like" she screams at Duncan as she kicks him in the nuts. She then angrily arm flails and yells gibberish.

"Glad to see you could make it Julie." Rhonda states.

"You know I wouldn't miss this adventure for anything!" Julie replies. Julie is wearing a lavender shirt and and a purple skirt with a pink kitty belt and brown boots. She has her hair in two pig long pigtails. It is lavender with purple streaks. She also has one purple eye and one lavender.

"Well lets meet our next contestant." Chris states, brushing himself off.

"Great." Rhonda replies. "Lets meet our hippie Cosmic River!"

A kid with long blonde messy hair, lime green eyes and a peace medallion steps off the bus. He wears a tye dye bandanna and rainbow tye dye shirt along with torn jeans and no shoes. "Like nice to meet you groovy cats. I hope we can all be pals." He says.

"You ready for this season?" Chris asks.

"Yeah Man. I hope its real funky and a big tickle. I also need to win this bread for my caterpillar pals." Cosmic River states.

"Well good luck." Chris replies half heartily.

"Thanks Man." Cosmic River says as he lines up with the rest.

"Now lets meet… Taylor!" Rhonda yells. A brunette girl wearing a cowgirl hat with brown eyes. She wears a yellow top and jean shorts along with brown cow girl boots. Her mascara is running. "Hi." Taylor replies with a depressed tone.

"Whats wrong with the sad sack?" Justin asks.

"Her boyfriend since childhood cheated on her with her greatest rival and then dumped her for the other girl." Rhonda replies.

Taylor starts to burst out in tears. "WHY? WHY? I WAS A GREAT GIRLFRIEND! AND I LOVED HIM! WHY IS FATE SO CRUEL!!!!" she screams with agony as she falls to her knees and looks up into the sky. Everyone steps away.

"Get over yourself." Heather states.

Taylor takes a deep breath and stands with the rest, wiping away tears.

"Now lets meet the world's biggest pest, Collin." Rhonda says with annoyance.

A kid with a head bigger than his scrawny body and blonde hair sticking up is shown. He wears a black sweatshirt and gray sweats and green sneakers. "Hi everybody!" He states in an annoying voice.

"Nerd." Duncan states.

"Hey your funny." Collin says the gives a creeper laugh.

"Get lost." Duncan says pushing him.

"Now lets meet Jovi!" Rhonda says. A girl with auburn hair and brown eyes walks out. She wears a pink shirt and jean capris and is short in height. "Hello. It's a delight to be here. I'm hoping this show will be considerably fun and I hope we can all be preeminent friends.

"Very nice of you Jovi." Rhonda replied as Jovi lined up with the rest of the cast. "Now lets meet our shy computer wiz, SG! A brown haired boy with brown eyes, an orange shirt, jeans and blue and orange sneakers steps off the bus. "Hi." He mumbles and quickly sped walks away from the screen.

"Ok." Rhonda says. "Now everyone meet Rosamond!"

As soon as Rhonda finished did 4 black cats of different sizes scurry of the bus. Following them was a tall girl with messy long black hair. She black beady eyes and very pale skin. She wear a red long sleeved sweater. She wore black skin tight pants and small shiny black shoes with buckles. She did not look hungry or tired. She just looked strange.

"Hello everyone!" She said in a medium sized yet strange voice. "Let me introduce you to my cats. The big one is BeetleJuice, the big medium one is Wednesday, the small medium one is Vincent and the tiny one is Coraline."

"I so care." Heather replies.

"Nice to meet you Rosamond." Gwen says sticking out her hand. Rosamond grabs it and shakes.

"Now lets meet Bradley!" Rhonda says.

A tall, muscular boy in a red jacket with a bulldog on it steps out of the bus. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. He has perfect white teeth and wears torn jeans and red and white sneakers. "Hi." Bradley states flashing a smile.

"Hi!" Lindsay replies obviously attracted to him.

"Lindsay, you have a boyfriend, Tyler remember?" Trent says.

"Who?" Lindsay replies. Trent facepalms. Bradley walks over to the others.

"While you figure out who Tyler is lets all put on our happy faces for Nellie." Rhonda yells.

A girl with long messy brown hair and dark blue eyes is shown. She has a gray shirt with a dead daisy on it. She wears long jeans and white sneakers. She is frowning. She looks at the contestants. She then turns to Rhonda and Chris. "Do you morons really expect to get good ratings with these losers?

"Excuse Me?" LeShawna yells.

"Oh calm down Queen Latifah. Just eat something and you'll feel a whole lot better." Nellie replies. She then turns to Rhonda. "Can we leave this crappy airport and get on your cheap jet and go to whatever smelly, disease ridden and infested place where suppose to go to?

"Now until we meet all the contestants." Rhonda replied. "So lets now meet Mikey!"

A short kid in cargo pants and a green jacket runs off the bus in a hurry, yelling widely. His hood is in the shape of the triceratops complete with three horns. He has messy blonde hair and green eyes and lime green sneakers. "Woooooo!" I'm on TV! This is gonna be awesome!!! Wooooooooooo!"

"Awesome." Geoff states. "Another dude who knows who to have fun!" He and Mikey high-five.

"Now lets meet Barbie." Rhonda says with a little shame in her voice.

An extremely fat pale girl slowly walks off the bus. She has dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. She wears a dark black dress like that of Mortricia Adams. She also has big black platform high-heels that only add to her already large height. She has spider shaped earrings and black lipstick.

"What is that?" Bradley asks with big eyes.

"Thats Barbie." Rhonda replies annoyed.

"She needs a makeover." Lindsay says.

Rhonda ignoring her asks Barbie "How are you Barbie?"

Barbie only sighs. She then picks up her luggage and stand with the rest of the contestants. Most slide away.

"And last but not least… Rhonda begins. "………..Chef!

An angry Chef steps off the bus.

"Chef is a contestant!" Chris asks in shock.

"Yup." Rhonda replies. "My friend talked me into adding him and it did seem like a great way to score ratings."

"And you joined?" Sierra asks.

"I need the money maggot!" Chef yells. "Plus I wanted to see who was my replacement. Chef grunts and says "I can't believe I got replaced by this frumpy little worm."

"What did you say, you slow old no talent has-been cook?" Rhonda replied.

"Settle down." Chris said. "Now that were all here lets get on the new Total Drama Jumbo Jet!" He points to a shiny silver expensive jet.

The contestants gasp. "How could you afford this?" Duncan asks.

"We were picked up by a new richer network." Chris replied. "Its very expensive so lets try and not blow up this one." Chris finishes, giving a glance at Sierra.

"Lets give you guys a tour!" Rhonda says.

The scene changes to the inside. "Everything has been made to look like the old jet." Rhonda says. The contestants understand as they see the winner bunking area, loser bunking area, cafeteria, elimination room, bathroom and cargo hold are all the same. "But we do have new rooms for me and Chris." Rhonda adds.

"Like last time there will be three teams and whoever wins gets to stay in the upperclass section." Chris states.

"Do we have to sing?" Gwen asks.

"Well…" Rhonda begins. "I think the singing is a bad idea. But Chris wants too see what it will be like. So for your first challenge you'll all have to sing your first and hopefully last song on the show. Each person must sing a line or leave. The best singer gets an advantage in the next challenge. The worst gets a disadvantage. That singer will be determined by me, Chris and guess judges.

The contestants all groan.

"Shut up and sing!" Chris yells.

THE LAST SONG

(Note this is written in script format for ease. Quotations mean there talking)

Bridgette: This stinks we all have to sing again.

Nellie: All thanks to that creeper and that 40 year old has-been.

Geoff: It doesn't matter cause me or Bridge are gonna win.

Noah: I admit this plane is better than the last.

Nellie: But this singing is so in the past. Its dumb and lame. And everyone sounds the same. But I'm not surprised they came up with a bad idea. I hope I'll soon be out of here.

Justin: Your just upset that you can't sing. But I can. cause I'm the man.

Cosmic River: Don't listen to the man. Be free like the wind. Be groovy like the trees. Dance to the Bee Gees!

Julie: "TOO MUCH BEE GEES!"

Courtney: Be quiet your nut. Or I'll kick your butt. This show sucks thats for sure. Its almost as bad as my cheating ex and that wh…

Rhonda: "Don't Cuss!"

Gwen: Shut up you jealous witch.

Duncan: Yeah quit being a bi…

Rhonda: "I said don't cuss!"

Julie: This is gonna be crazy. Thats why it will be fun. I hope someone's mother dies! I hope random hobos cry!

I wanna a pizza! Nothing rhymes with Pizza! I like to eat other people's toenails!

Rhonda: "This song fails."

Julie: Keep your chin up old bean! No need to get mean. Lets just fly away and wave our hair back and forth. Then wear pajamas! The kill british llamas. Rhyming is hard. How does Lemmie do it? Oh well who cares. Lets blow up Care Bears!

Nellie: "What is your problem?"

Julie: "I took some weird pills before I came here."

Mikey: This is goon be so cool!

DJ: That poor fool.

Sierra: I wish Cody was here.

Julie: I wish Mody was here but I guess I'll settle for this deer! (a random deer appears)

Deer: "Moo."

Nellie: "Deers don't say moo." (The deer randomly jumps out of the window)

Bradley: This show is crazy! Its making me hazy!

Heather: Get use to it. It only gets worse especially when your hit. (glares at LeShawna)

LeShawna: Oh shush girl. Your face looks better without a tooth…

Trent: Though it still makes me want to hurl.

Lindsay: I hope things will be a piece of pie! Maybe 'll get a new guy! (looks at Bradley)

DJ: Poor Tyler, dude will be so sad.

Chef: I feel so mad! Those snooty cheap producers cut me from the show! And then replaced me with someone so slow! I mean look at that troll! She'll ruin the show and the producers will have to pay the toll.

Rhonda: Oh, shut up! And SG you need to sing!

SG: La. (blushes) (Rhonda face-palms)

Taylor: I'm so depressed. Why did Joe break up with me? Why did he? (falls to the floor and bursts in tears. SG scoots away)

Collin: "I want to sing!" La, La, La...

Rhonda: "Shut up Collin! And Barbie you need to sing!"

Barbie: (blinks and and does not say nor sing anything)

Jovi: Come on everybody lighten up! Were on TV and thinks will be fun! Don't withdraw! Don't be done!

Rosamond: I agree with Jovi! Don't be so sad! Don't be so mad! Everything will be fun and fair. Suck it up and grow a pai…

"Thank you Rosamond." Rhonda interrupts. "But you guys are done. Me and Chris have heard enough and decided that no singing will ever happen again. We will now go talk to the judges and tell you who won and who did the worst.

"What about Barbie?" Bradley asks. "She didn't sing."

I wouldn't have either after hearing some of y'all." Rhonda states. "That's why she is not eliminated."

The other contestants groan.

Barbie sighs.

"But she will get a disadvantage like the worse singer." Rhonda adds.

"Good." Bradley replies.

Barbie doesn't appear to react.

"Well reveal the winner next episode on Total Drama…" Chris begins. "Rhonda what name did we decide on?

"Total Drama What The Heck!" Rhonda yells.

"What?" Chris asks.

The episode ends.

Chapter 2 I Couldn't Thing Of A Catchy Title :|
Chris and Rhonda are shown in the front of the plane like an average TDWT episode. Rhonda is flying the plane with her knees bending up in the seat. She has on a dumb face and is sticking her tongue out, like when a kid spins around circles pretending to be a plane. "Last time on Total Drama What The Heck?" Chris began. We meet our returning and debuting contestants including Chef Hatchet.

"Don't forget about our gorgeous and hot co-host." Rhonda added.

"Who?" Chris asked.

Rhonda replies only with a freaked out face that might remind you of a meme or something similar.

"Well that certainly is the face of a gorgeous and hot co-host." Chris states sarcastically.

Rhonda closes her eyes and…Bam! Chris gets waked by a frying pan.

"What The Heck?" Chris replies.

Rhonda ignores him and continues with the recap "We showed them the inside of the plane which is just like the old one. Then they sang and the song sucked. We will NOT do anymore songs. Anyway Barbie didn't sing so she has a penalty against her in the next challenge. We now have to to talk to our guest judges and decide who was the best and worst singer."

"Why is it were up here and not with them?" Chris asked.

"I had to set the plane on the right coordinates so we could get to the location of the challenge." Rhonda replies.

"Well lets go and decide the winner already." Chris stares as he climbs out of his seat on the way to the back.

"Sure thing." Rhonda says as she leaves the controls.

"Wait who will fly the plane?" Chris asks.

"Oh right…" Rhonda recalls. "I forgot to show you that." "Bobobo!" She calls in a loud but gentle tone. Suddenly a monkey swings in and lands on Rhonda's shoulder.

"What is that?" Chris asks.

"Is this a trick question?" Rhonda replies with a question.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I'm serious what is that?" Chris asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well that depends can you be less vague?" Rhonda asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"That." Chris says pointing.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"My shoulder?" Rhonda asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"THE MONKEY!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"If you know what it is why ask? Rhonda questions.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Chris facepalms his head and asks, "Why do you have that monkey?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"His name is Bobobo." Rhonda replies. "And I need him."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Why?" Chris asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica">"Well Bobobo is short for Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo…" Rhonda begins.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica">"Why do you need the monkey? Chris asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica">"His name is Bobobo and he is going to fly the plane while I'm gone." Rhonda replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica">"You got a monkey to fly a 5 star plane?" Chris asks in shock.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica">"Its better than an inflatable. Besides monkeys fly spaceships to the moon. Heck I fly the plane and I don't have a license to fly this. Not to mention I suck at driving Baby Peach through Rainbow Road in Mario Kart." Rhonda points out.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well that is true." Chris states. "But how did you get this monkey?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rhonda sighs. "His name is Bobobo and I found him on the streets smoking. He has sever mood swings and has killed a lady on a plane but is generally ok."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"HE WHAT!?! Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Don't worry Chris he has quit smoking." Rhonda replies. "Come on lets meet with the judges." Rhonda states as she pushes Chris towards the door. He turns to see Bobobo pressing random buttons and flinging poop on the windshield.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Good grief…" Chris mummers as they leave.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; text-align: center; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">(Theme song plays)

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The contestants are shown in cafeteria bored waiting for the results. Julie is running around with her arms out like a plane.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"A Julie?" Geoff asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yes sir-mam." Julie replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What'cha doing?" Geoff questions.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What are you doing?" Julie asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Why did you answer a question with a question?" Noah asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie ignores him and runs around in a few more circles before being tripped by Heather and landing on SG's lap. SG blushes while Julie starts to pet his face. "So yeah your face is pretty soft." She says as she pats his face some more.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">SG blushes more and replies "Um thank you?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I'm gonna make myself threw up now." Julie states not leaving SG's lap. She then sticks a finger down her throat and vomits on the floor near SG's shoes.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Heather groans. "I hate this new Izzy." She complains. "Why couldn't we have kept the old one?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You know why Izzy isn't here!" Sierra yells angrily.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"No I don't." Heather replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Girl, You really don't know what happened to Izzy?" LeShawna questions.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Even I know what happened." Lindsay added.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What happened to Izzy?" Heather yelled.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"She was a on a tour bus in San Francisco." Sierra began. "When she bugged the bus driver enough that he accidentally went in the wrong lane and almost hit another car. So he turned and the bus almost fell off the bridge. Izzy fell through the windshield and down into the bay. She was never found."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What happened to everyone else on the bus?" Heather asked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"The bus stayed halfway on the bridge and almost fell off but everyone was able to equal out their weight so it didn't tip over." Sierra replied. "Of course this was after Izzy fell."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"PAY ATTENTION TO ME!!!" Julie screams still on SG's lap.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Can you please get off Julie?" SG asked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"But its so warm up here." Julie replies making SG blush. "Like a kitten's belly or a double cheeseburger from Mcdonalds when you don't know how bad it really is for you."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The camera turns away from awkward Julie and turns to Rosamond, who is brushing Morticia. She is sitting with her four cats at a table.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Your cats are so cute." Jovi states scratching Morticia's ear.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Thank you!" Rosamond replies happily.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">And then BeetleJuice coughs up a large vomit covered hairball on Jovi's face and lets out an obnoxious burp.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oops seems BeetleJuice is having indigestion. Sorry. BeetleJuice has poor table manners but so do all my kooky cats." Rosamond says laughing and petting BeetleJuice.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Its ok." Jovi says giggling and wiping her face off with a napkin from the table. "I admit that hairball was certainly abhorrent but I have a cat back home and she isn't much better."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rosamond squeals excitedly. "YOUR A FELLOW CAT OWNER??? Jovi nods in agreement. "AWESOME! Tell me everything about your cat."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"My cat is named Tabitha." Jovi begins.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Let me guess, she's named that because she is a tabby cat." Rosamond inquires. Jovi nods in agreement. "I see it all the time." Rosamond replies while flicking her wrist.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile, Barbie is shown sitting at a table in the corner in the corner all alone, most likely because no one wanted to sit with her.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I feel bad for her." Gwen states looking at her.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"She is super creepy and ugly though." Duncan replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Gwen punches his shoulder and he replies with an ow. "I thought you said your were gonna be nicer." Gwen says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I'm sorry, I should be less judgmental." Duncan says, putting his arm around Gwen's shoulder.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Duncan is shown in the confessional. "After World Tour, I've learned that if I want to be Gwen's boyfriend I have to be a nicer guy."Duncan says."Gwen sympathizes with people and understands how they feel. That is just one of the great things about her. And I want to be nicer. I think…Gwen is changing me. And for the better."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"If us two, Barbie and that nice Rosamond girl get on the same team we could form some kinda of Goth alliance." Gwen says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"That would be cool." Duncan adds.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Duncan's like a melody in my head!" Collin sings.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Duncan turns around and yells "Shut up you moron!" It is bad enough you will not leave me and Gwen alone but you will not stop putting my name in songs!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I'm just trying to be your friend!" Collin yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"He doesn't want to be yours Collin!" Justin adds.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Hey Duncan what if you woke up and I was your next door neighbor?" Collin dumbly asked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Shut up!" Gwen screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Everyone settle down!" Chris says as he and Rhonda walk in, while interns pull out a white table and three chairs behind them.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"We have decided on a winner." Rhonda says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"About time." Bradley complains.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"To tell you the winner and loser please welcome guest judges…" Chris began. "Former American Idol judges Randy Jackson, Paula Abdul and Simon Cowell!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"How did you get the judges of American Idol?" Heather asked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I got them!" Rhonda replied excitedly.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"How did that creepy no life Sierra wannabe get the judges of American Idol? I doubt she could get a monkey on this show."Heather asked shocked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"O NO. You DO NOT want to mess with me. You'll regret it." Rhonda states while glaring.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh I'm so scared of a Chris's short sidekick with a shorter attention span." Heather laughs.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You little witch. You have brought down my wrath. And you will PAY! I will torture you until you break down and beg for mercy. And i'll show you NONE!!! You have made a powerful enemy today you ugly withered hag. So I hope your prepared to die you coldhearted, hated, snotty little…

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">But before Rhonda can finish Chris pushes her down. "Anyway, the winner is………………………………………………………………………Rosamond!!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Me?" asks Rosamond shocked. "I'm a horrible singer."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"No your were actually very incredible though a little scary." Chris replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You were really great Rosamond." Jovi states. Her cats meow in agreement.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Thanks." Rosamond responses blushing.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"But don't take our word for it." Rhonda states, dusting herself off. "Hear from our judges! What did you think Randy?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah, yeah dog I was diggin it yeah." Randy begins.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I prefer it if you would call me cat." Rosamond interrupts.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"It was all-right, it was all-right yeah yeah yeah dog. The more I think about it the more i like it dog." Randy adds.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What about you Paula Abdul?" Rhonda asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Rosamond you were just so just you were you were…." and then she randomly starts slowly clapping with her hands above her head like a seal. "You inspire me to be a better person Rosamond."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I thought it was Simon who need to be a better person?" Rhonda asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You complete me and motivate me. I say your going to Hollywood! And your just so so…. your just so confident. Like an… like some analogy or crap. Woo!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh. So the challenge is in Hollywood!" Lindsay screams out loud.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"No its not." Rhonda replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And you Simon?" Chris asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"The minute you walked on that stage I knew you were destined to be a bloody star." Simon replies while touching his weird chest air.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Don't lie Simon!" Paula yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Paula." Simon begins. " You are the most trashy and filthy alcohol addicted b…..

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Blah Blah, I'm british and love my chest hair and hate Natalie Okri blah!" Paula yells. "And am super jealous of Paula's awesome skillz cause I'm old and lonely and smell like…. bad smells and drink tea and eat crumpets and blah! That was you Simon."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh bloody shut up you crackpot!" Simon yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Blah, blah and I smell and teapots and Nanny Mchpee and Mary Poppins and I want Paula bad blah but Paula won't go for you cause she is a much classier girl BLAH!" Paula screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Thanks judges." Rhonda replies sarcastically. "Rosamond will receive her advantage when we land. Now the worst signer was clearly…………………………………………………………………………………………..Collin."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Wait Rhonda?" Collin asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yes?" Rhonda groans.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I was listening and stuff but um what happens if you the worst signer?" Collins questions like a moron.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rhonda facepalms. "You get a disadvantage at the challenge."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Where is the challenge?" Collin asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"WE HAVEN'T LANDED YET!" Rhonda yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Will you tell me?" Collin asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"NO!" Rhonda yells. "No as the worst signer….

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"But wait I was listening and stuff but am I the worst signer?" Collin questions.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"KICK IN THE NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Julie screams and kicks Collin in the nuts!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rhonda and Julie high-five. "Now judges tell us about Collin and his sucky singing." Rhonda states. "Randy what do you think?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Dog I wasn't really diggin it. Randy replies. "Yeah it was like a dog being run over by a dead dog dog yo."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And you Paula?" Chris asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Even I don't have a nice thing to say to him or that singing." Paula states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Simon?" Rhonda asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I hated it. It was worse than a stinky pile of dog crap." Simon yells. "I would rather go shopping with Paula then listen to you sing!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Do you want me to sing?" Collin asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"NO!" everyone yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Your so bloody stupid!" Simon yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I take about blood and have bad teeth and named my clock ben and eat english muffins and chest hair and so jealous of Paula and freakin blah!" Paula screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Paula….." Simon begins.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"FREAKING BLAH!!!!!!!!!!" Paula screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Paula if that psychotic stalker hadn't held us all at gunpoint I would never talk to you!" Simon yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You held them at gunpoint?" Chris asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah so?" Rhonda replies unfazed."I've done it before and I will again. Its not really a big deal."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What is a big deal is the crazy crap that happens inside that nutjob's brain!" Simon yells while the other judges nod in agreement.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And to that I say…" Rhonda starts. "Out the door!" She then opens the door and picks up all the judges, tosses them on the table and flings the three (and the table) out the door. This all happens in about 5 seconds.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You just got rid of the judges of American Idol!" Trent cries out.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You just stated the obvious." Julie butts in.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"We don't need them. We have the new cast now." Rhonda replies unfazed.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"But Randy Jackson was one of the new judges!" Trent states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh." Rhonda replies. "We'll just get Ellen to do it."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Wait I was listening and stuff but…." Collin began.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh shut up!" Heather screams and slaps him.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">A light above the doorway goes off and a ping noise is made. "Looks like we landed." Chris states. Everyone welcome to………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….....................The Amazon Rainforest In South America!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The contestants climb out the plane and look around. They are at an airport right in front of the forest. As they look at the rainforest they hear the sounds of birds chirping. "Ah. How sweet." Bridgette states with her arm around Geoff.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Then the sound of large cat growling is heard. Then sounds of the large cat murdering the bird are heard. "Or not." LeShawna states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Its the order of nature." Nellie says unfazed. "That bird would probably die of old age and its carcass would be eaten by other birds. Or the same cat. Or a huge group of ugly fire ants that would feed it to their queen. She would scarf on all his unused internal organs and his flesh. And what wasn't eaten by the queen ant would be devoured by thousands of the buggers. Maybe some of the recently born slimly larva would pig out on the scarps. Of course they die as fire ants if they live to become fire ants. Either way the fire ants will probably feed their corpses to the queen. Until she dies as well."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You really know how to lighten up the mood don't you?" Julie asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"All right everyone." Chris begins. "Welcome to the Amazon Rainforest. For the first part of the challenge you'll have to race through the forest and meet at the river. "And yes you will not be working in teams. You can choose to pair up amongst yourself if you wish. First person or pair to get to the river wins a reward for the second part and last part of the challenge."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Take these to help you navigate through the forest." Rhonda states passing out maps of the forest. She tosses one to Heather that lands in the mud much to her glee and Heather's anger. After she finishes with the rest of the maps she adds "And look out for these." She proceeds to pull out a tike but in the shape of a barf-bag. "This is an immunity idol that will guarantee immunity at any Barf Bag Ceremony. It can be played before you vote, after you vote and after all the barf bags have been handed out."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Why would you play it before the results are read." Sierra asks. "You could just wait to see if you lose and then use it."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"IDK." Rhonda replies and shrugs. "We just gave you the option in case."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Now as a reward Rosamond one person she would like to pair up with get a 10 minute head start while the rest of you pick pairs." Chris states. "Since Collin lost he will have to wait another 10 minutes to go. The same goes for Barbie except she has to wait 15 minutes."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Barbie doesn't react while Collin states "Wait I was listening and stuff but…"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rhonda proceeds to slap him. "Your more lamer than Zeke is. Anyway Rosamond do you know who is going with you or are you going alone?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Soon everyone turns Rosamond's direction to see her decision. Some cast hopeful looks or try to give those smiles that say pick me Buddy. Justin even flashes a seductive smile. Rosamond simply laughs. "I hate those kinda of people who think they can just act nice and except a prize they will not pay back. I have to go with my new friend Jovi."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Jovi (who wasn't trying to get Rosamond to pick her) smiles and asks "Are you sure?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Of course." Rosamond replies. "Now lets go slaughter the competition. Along with adorable kitties!" She screams, raising her hands in the air. Her cats rub against her and Jovi in agreement.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Get ready." Chris says. "And………. GO!" Soon Rosamond's cats run off followed by Rosamond and Jovi.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"The rest of you team up!" Chris shouts.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Sierra runs to Julie and says "Hey Julie you wanna team up?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"No way I was just thinking the same thing!" Julie shouts. "We'll make the best team ever!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The girls then jump up and down squealing.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie is then shown in the confessional. "So I noticed no one has used the confessional so I decided to! Got a problem with IT!!!!! Julia then laughs and yells "Eat that Gwen, Lindsay and LeShawna!!! So anyway uh…. Thanks Toad, the cake is a lie, go Gabby for TDA, Vote Pedro, Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Batman, I'm a Bad Kid and I will survive, and go read great fanfictions on Total Drama Fanfiction Wiki!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"We just need someone to join us and make us an even awesome trio!" Julie yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"But who?" Sierra asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">They then slowly turn around with smirks on their faces and look towards Nellie. "Hey Nellie." Julie states. "What you been up to in the last two minutes?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Hating the world and everything wrong with it." Nellie replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Thats fun." Sierra says and proceeds to laugh.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Nellie turns around and glances at them with her eyebrow raised. "What are you…

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"UH!" Julie screams and punches Nellie in the stomach and pulls out a sack. "Get in SACK!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What?" Nellie says laying on the ground clutching her stomach.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"She said get in the freakin SACK!" Sierra yells slapping her.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Don't you dare…. but before Nellie can finish Julie punches her and throws her in the sack.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"YAY!" Julie and Sierra scream in unison.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Woo." Nellie replies from inside the sack.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"We did it, We did it, we did it yay!" Julia sings.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"!Lo hicimos! We did it!" Sierra sings too.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah we crossed the bridge and beat the freakin troll know let me out of this sack." Nellie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Now were gonna be bestest friends forever!!!!" Julie yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Wonderful." Nellie replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile Bradley searches for his own group. "Hey Bradley!" Lindsay says. "Wanna partner up?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Bradley smiles an evil smile. "Who wouldn't want to partner up with such a beautiful and smart girl like you?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Lindsay blushes. "Awww. Your so like sweet Bradley!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"But for our chances to be good we'll need other people to join us." Bradley stated.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Like who?" Lindsay asked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Heather." Bradley called.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Eww why her?" Lindsay said disappointed.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Because she is greets in challenges and she can help us. Plus if she joins our team we can make sure she is voted out when we want her to be." Bradley whispered.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What do you two want?" Heather replied.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"For you to join our group." Bradley stated.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Why?" Heather asked surprised.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Because you great at challenges and will be a good ally." Bradley replied. "Right Lindsay?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh yeah. Your so…awesome." Lindsay lied.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well when you put it like that I guess I'll join you." Heather replied.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Its about time someone realizes my talents." Heather brags in the confessional.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Now to make sure we win lets get Chef to join us." Bradley states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What?" Heather asks. "We both hate Chef!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yes but Chef is a psychically strong competitor." Bradley replies. "Plus we can push Chef in the way if we get attacked."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Lindsay and Heather shrug and then nod. "Oh Chef!" Bradley calls.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Chef walks over and yells "What do you maggots want?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"We want you to join our group." Bradley replies. "We'll need your great psychical strength if we want to win."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Chef looks at LIndsay and Heather who put up a fag smile and nod. "Fine I'll join you."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Great." Bradley states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"This is perfect!" Bradley yells in the confessional. "I have Lindsay, Heather and Chef as my allies. If I can get the on my team I'll control it all!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile LeShawana walks over to Duncan and Gwen. "Girl would you mind if I joined you?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sure." Gwen replies. "Is it ok with you Duncan?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sure. Me and LeShawana are tighter now. Duncan states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"True that." LeShawana says as she and Duncan fist-bump.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile again Geoff and Bridgette have paired up when DJ comes over. "Hey Geoff can I…"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Say no more DJ, You can join us. "Geoff answers.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Thanks man." DJ says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Then Courtney walks over and asks "Bridgette can I join you? Your the only friend I have."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Of course." Bridgette replies. "We'll be working with DJ and Geoff ok?

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sure." Courtney answers. "The more the merrier."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile again again Trent and Justin are talking. Trent since we were in the same band we should join forces." Justin says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Agreed." Trent replies as they shake hands.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Mikey walks up to Noah and asks "Hey dude you wanna work together?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Hmm." Noah said. "Work by myself or with a hyperactive midget? I think I'm good."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Wanna work with us Noah?" Sierra asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I'm losing oxygen in here." Nellie states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"No." Noah responses.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"JERK!" Julie shouts.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"What about you Mikey?" Sierra asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I'd love too!!!!!!" Mikey replies and joins the other two. "Can I punch the sack?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"OF COURSE!!!!!!" Sierra and Julie reply.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Mikey punches it as hard as he can. "That really didn't hurt." Nellie states. "Your extremely weak due to your small stature."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Your so nice Nellie." Mikey replies picking up a stick and whacking the bag with it.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Ouch!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"That hurt?" Mikey teases.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I hate my life." Nellie replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Taylor is shown crying. "Why does no one wanna be my partner?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Hey don't cry man." Cosmic River states. "I'll be your partner."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Really?" Taylor asks sniffling.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yay it will be a gas!" Cosmic River replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Ok." Taylor replies still sniffling.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">SG is shown in the confessional. "I didn't find a partner." He sighs. "I guess no one wanted to go with me."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The teams are all lined up and waiting as Chris looks at his watch.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The teams sprint off into the jungle all at once but as soon they enter they all end up isolated.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile Rosamond and Jovi are stopped and Jovi is looking at the map. "I knew we shoulda taken that left toin at Albukoikee." Jovi states. Rosamond is busy staring at a slug. "Aren't you just the cutest banana slug?" She tickles his chin.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Come on." Jovi says grabbing her arm. "I found a way back ton the right path. But we have to hurry the others are probably all ready out here."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Ok." Rosamond replies. "Come on kitties!" Rosamond's cats come and all six run off ahead.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"If we win this they'll be no stopping us." Jovi squeals.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I know!" Rosamond cheers. "Its purrrr-fect."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Really?" Jovi asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile yet again Julie, Mikey, Nellie (still in the sack) and Sierra are trying to navigate through the forest.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"This place is soooooooooooo beautiful!" Mikey yells jumping in puddles and spinning in circles.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Too bad people will be cutting all of it down." Nellie states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Lighten up." Julie says swinging on tree limbs. She then lands smack middle in a spider-monkey and baby.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You ok Julie?" Sierra asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yup." Julie replies. "This spider-monkey baby broke my fall."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh no." Sierra gasps. The mother monkey screams and soon huge troops of spider monkeys came around screeching and flinging poo.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Don't fling feces at me!!!" Julie screams. "Just cause I do it to you doesn't mean you can do it to me! Do by as I say not by what I do you butt ugly monkeys!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The monkeys only get madder and prepare to attack.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">'"Come on guys." Julie yells. "Lets teach these creeps they can't come to our home turf and not except a fight."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Didn't we come to their turf?" Nellie points out.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three ignore her and make karate action poses. The monkeys launch forward screaming their lungs off in furry. The three yell at spring forward. Sierra gives a fat one a roundhouse kick then throws one at two others knocking them off a tree branch. She then cracks the back of another yelling "Eat that you dirty apes!!!!!!!!!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Mikey jumps forward and punches one in the face. He then flips around and kicks another in the face. As he lands a monkey try to sneak up on him but Mikey pops his fist up and knocks the turd out. He then spits and screams "Any of you other chickens wanna tango with Mikey!!!! Cause you don't want to…" A monkey jumps forward lunging at Mikey. Mikey swiftly dodges and grabs him by his tail and flings the spier-monkey at a log causing his head to get stuck, "… cause I had tango lessons!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie is busying screaming "KICK IN THE NUTS!" and proceeding to kick them in their nuts. Five monkeys come lunging at her but she picks up the sack Nellie is in and bashes them with it.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Still in here!" Nellie shouts.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie then flips onto a tree branch in between two monkeys. She quickly performed a spilt knocking the two off as they scream. She then flips higher. Three monkeys lounge for her but she only cackles crazily and grabs a hold of a vine. She swings to the monkeys and BAM! She whoops them with the sack. "Take that Nellie!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I hate you Julie!!!" Nellie screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I love you too!' Julie screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">But while thats going on Rhonda and Chris are watching over Barbie and Collin. "Collin." Chris begins. "Its time for you to start."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yippee!" Collin screams and clumsily runs into the forest. A thud can be heard.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I hope he gets eaten by a python." Rhonda says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile Chef, Lindsay, Heather and Bradley make their way through the forest. "Its so hot out here." Lindsay states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Its not the only thing." Bradley replies. Lindsay blushes while Heather and Chef roll their eyes. "I not join this show to listen to you two flirt so shut your trap and keep moving!" Chef yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Whats the point?" Heather says. "We'll never pass Catwoman and her sidekick."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Unless we take a shortcut." Bradley replies holding a map and smiling evilly. He shows the others his map and moves his finger along it pointing out a path. "If we take this way we can get there first."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Except that way isn't on the path." Heather replies. "We'd have to go deep into the jungle and its way to thick!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Not if Chef can cut through it with his knifes." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Chef smiles evilly and pulls out a knife. He turns left and starts cutting through the grass making a path that curves forward. Bradley and Heather snicker evilly while Lindsay jumps up and down in joy and their plan.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Later we see Julie, Sierra, Mikey, and Nellie (Still in sack) traveling forward. "And then you spit in his!" Mikey yelled.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah but your the one who slugged the monkey like 50 feet!" Julie yelled. "Not even Kate Gosselin could do that! And that slap fight Sierra had with the mother was classic."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Thanks. Sierra replied. LOL I loved when we played volleyball with that one monkey and you used Nellie to knock it into the mud."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I didn't." Nellie yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">All of a sudden the four hear a thud. Peeking though the bushes they see SG alone and wandering the rainforest alone.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Awe, that poor guy with the soft face is wandering alone." Julie states.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"We should let SG join our group." Sierra says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah with five of us it will be a party!!!" Mikey yells jumping up and down.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I don't think I take another person abusing me." Nellie replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"No one asked you Nellie!!! Julie yells and punches the bag.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Hello?" SG yells unaware of the four still in the bushes. Suddenly Julie jumps form the bushes holding Sierra in a headlock.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"If you don't want your twin sister to die join me on the DARKSIDE!!!!!! Julie screams. "We have cookies."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Do what she says!!! Sierra screams. "She has a…….Polly Pocket!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Poll la la Polly!" Julie sings.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Um…" SG says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Hey you wanna travel with the fun bunch instead of yourself?" Mikey asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sure." SG says still kinda hesitant.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"YAY!" Sierra and Julie cheer.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Welcome to the Darkside SG!" Julie screams pulling him by his arm. "Are you surprised we lied about the cookies?"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Meanwhile at The Hall of I mean the Plane. "Barbie you may began the challenge!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Barbie sighs and walks slowly into the forest. Soon she is inside. While she studies her map Barbie trips on a rock and falls into the mud. She picks herself down and then proceeds to strangely bend down over the mud and stare at it….

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Later Jovi and Rosamond are seen rushing out of the jungle near the river. "We did it Rosamond!" Jovi cheers.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yes!" Rosamond screams. Her cats meow in excitement.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah your team got second." Bradley laughed. Jovi and Rosamond look over and are shocked and saddened to see Bradley, Chef, Heather and Lindsay in front of them.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Shoot." Rosamond says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sorry but Bradley's team of him, Chef, Lindsay and The Wicked Witch got here first." Rhonda clarifies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"When did you guys get here?" Jovi asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"A few minutes before these four did." Rhonda answers. "We took a different path in the opposite direction. But we've had the interns working in the final part of the challenge for a while."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well at least we tried." Jovi states. "And we had a fun time."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yeah." Rosamond replies. "And I'm glad I choose you as my partner."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The girls high five each other.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Much later Collin is seen racing through the forest and coming out in the river. "Yay I won!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Actually you came in dead last." Rhonda states. "Even Barbie who started later came before you." True to her word all the other contestants were behind her glaring at Collin for making them late.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well not that were all here." Chris starts. "We can began the challenge! For the last part of the challenge you will be fighting on that!" Chris points to a large pedestal situated firmly in the Amazon River. "You and three other competitor will have to try and knock one another of there and land them into the Amazon River. Last one standing moves on to the next round. The last three standing are guaranteed immunity and the last one standing of those three gets a reward."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Since Chef, Lindsay, Bradley and Miss Piggy won the race they get the advantage of a helmet and being able to use a pugil stick." Rhonda says passing the four those large sticks with foam ends. She hits Heather in the head with her pugil stick. "Now sine there are twenty five of you four of you will go in the first round. Those four will be Collin, Julie, Chef and Nellie."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The four get on the pedestal. "Ready…" Chris begins. "…………………….GO!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well I don't feel like doing this." Nellie says (who is out of the bag). She jumps off the pedestal eliminating herself.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Wait I was listening and stuff but…" Collin starts. But before he can finish Collin is "sadly" pushed into the Amazon River by Chef who rams him with his pugil stick.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Guess it's just you and me purple girl." Chef snickers.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Nope." Julie replies. She then flips forward and kicks the pugil stick away and then proceeds to kick him off the pedestal while standing on her hands. "Its just me."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rhonda claps and says "Next up is Lindsay, Barbie and Cosmic River."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three are shown on the pedestal. "Go!" Chris yells. Barbie sighs and jumps off the pedestal into the Amazon River.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"I don't approve of violence man." Cosmic River says. "So I'm gonna spilt." Cosmic River then jumps into the Amazon River.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Lindsay stares for a moment then jumps up and down "I won! EEEEEEEEEE!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Ok then." Rhonda states. "Next up is Gwen, Rosamond and Justin!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three (along with Rosamond's cats) are shown on the pedestal. "Go!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rosamond's cat Coraline coughs up a HUGE hairball in the direction of Justin. Justin panics and accidentally jumps off the pedestal. BeetleJuice pounces on Gwen who falls off into the river. "Sorry." Rosamond replies. "But good job kitties!!! Were moving on!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yes, yes you are." Rhonda replies. "Next up Duncan, Jovi and Courtney!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three are then shown on the pedestal. "Go!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Your going down heartbreaker!!!" Courtney shrieks launching herself at Duncan.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Mommy." Duncan whispers as Courtney lands on him and gives him a punch in the face. She tears some of his hair out with her bare hands and shoves it down his throat! She then picks him up and spins him in circles before flinging him like a shot put ball.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Courtney gets up and dusts herself off. "That was easy." She replies.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Push." Jovi says pushing caught off guard Courtney into the Amazon River.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Way to use your brain Jovi!" Rhonda cheers. "Next up DJ, Bridgette and Bradley."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three are shown on the pedestal with Bradley smirking. "Go!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Bradley quickly charges and using his pugil stick to knock Bridgette off. "Sorry." Bradley lies convincingly.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">DJ rolls up his sleeves and charges forward. Bradley moves to the side and sticks out his leg. DJ trips and falls into the Amazon River.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"All right next up is Heather, LeShawana and Taylor." Rhonda says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three are shown on the pedestal. "Go!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Taylor has a breakdown and runs off the pedestal screaming "WHY DID HE LEVE ME? OH WHY!!!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">LeShawana charges forward and Heather tries to block her using her pugil stick. But LeShawana exerts too much force and causes Heather to fall into the River.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Oh no Heather will melt!" Rhonda laughs. "Anyway next up is Trent, Geoff and SG!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three appear up on the pedestal and get ready to duel. "GO!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">SG stands in the background while Geoff and Trent push each other holding onto the other trying to force the other of the edge. Trent has got Geoff on the edge when SG appears and pushes the two off into the Amazon River.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Yay SG!" Julie cheers clapping like a seal. SG blushes.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Finally Sierra, Noah and Mikey! Rhonda calls.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three appear on the pedestal. "GO!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Sierra and Mikey look at each other and proceed to rush towards Noah knocking him off the edge. They turn to each and charge. But Sierra's height gives her the advantage as she knocks Mikey off the edge.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And with that we move on two round two!" Rhonda exclaims. Since there are only eight of you will have one round of two. Those two will be Jovi and Lindsay!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The two get on the platform. Lindsay seems confused. "Go!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Wait how do I use this thing?" Lindsay asks.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">While she's distracted Jovi sneaks up next to her and pushes her off. "Congrats to Jovi who makes it to the final round. Rhonda says. "Next up Julie, Sierra and LeShawana!

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three get ready to start. "Go!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Sierra and Julie look over at each and nod, agreeing to both attack LeShawana. But LeShawana predicted this and sneaks up to knock Sierra off! "Sierra!!!" Julie screams.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sorry girl." LeShawana calls down. Then she and Julie prepare to face off. Julie comes attacking but LeShawana dodges. But she loses her balance. Julie takes this opportunity to launch a roundhouse kick at LeShawana which successfully knocks her off.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And with that Julie moves into the finales." Rhonda announces. And now for Bradley, SG and Rosamond to face off!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three (along with Rosamond's cats) get on the platform. "Go!" Chris yells. Rosamond's cats Morticia and BeetleJuice try and pounce at SG and Bradley. Bradley captures Morticia and throws her off while Bradley uses his pugil stick to knock BeetleJuice down to the river.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Go SG!" Julie cheers.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"You can do it SG!" Sierra calls.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Go getting man." Mikey yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">SG turns around and blushes but is then knocked off his pedestal by Bradley who uses his pugil stick.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Screams Julie.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Here kitty kitty." Bradley teases. Rosamond replies by having both Coraline and Vincent attack. But their combined effort was enough as both cats were flung away by his pugil stick.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Rosamond gasps, knowing she is defenseless. Bradley runs towards her but she swiftly dodges him. She then proceeds to kick him and he knocks her to the edge of the pedestal with his pugil stick. Rosamond hisses. "Sorry Rosamond." he states as he knocks her off with his pugil stick.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And with that we have our final 3!" Rhonda yells. "Now lets finish this. You all have won a special reward but whoever does best will get an even better prize! Now Jovi, Julie and Bradley! Get ready!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three get on the platform. Bradley is intensely focused. Jovi is nervous but doesn't let her face show it. And Julie is well…you know. "……………………………………GO!!!!" Chris shouts.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie sends a roundhouse kick at Bradley. He uses his pugil stick to knock her to the ground. Then he lunges at Jovi. Jovi barley dodges but falls to the ground. Angry she kicks the pugil stick out of his hand and into the river. "Ha!" She gloats.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Bradley picks her up by his shoulder and prepares to throw her but then Julie sneaks up and kicks him in the butt. He falls as does Jovi but she gets up. "Winning!" Julie screams and spits in his eye.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Bradley then kicks her leg and trips Julie who loses balance. Bradley gets up and just as Julie is about to gain her balance he pushes her off.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Only two left!" Chris yells.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sorry Jovi but your going down. Bradley states. We both know you can beat me." He then runs to her going to ram into Jovi.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Kick him in the nuts!" Julie screams from the water.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">As Bradley is about to knock her off Jovi kicks him real hard in the nuts. Bradley bends on his knees in pain.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Bye." Jovi calls and kicks him off.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"And with that Jovi wins!" Chris calls. Rosamond cheers as Jovi jumps up and down.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Later Chris, Rhonda and the contestants are shown in the elimination room. Rhonda is holding a tray of 24 barf bags. Chris is holding a parachute and standing next to Jovi, Bradley and Julie in that order. The others are standing next to the wooden bleachers in there which have been spilt into three sections which each face a contestant. An organ one faces Jovi, A red one faces Bradley and a purple faces Julie. "Now you three were the final 3 of the challenge." Chris begins. "So you get to pick your own team and name them!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">The three cheer wile the others murmur and whisper amongst themselves. "Since Jovi won she gets to choose first then Bradley, then Julie. You start by picking a contestant of your same gender and then one of the opposite and then back again and continue until one person has not been picked. This person will be eliminated and take the drop of shame! Everyone you call will get a barf bag of airline issue peanuts from Rhonda."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Speaking of which" Rhonda states. "Here are your barf bags." She proceeds to toss them their barf bags.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie eats one and replies "Tangy."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"When your name is called please sit in the section across from who chose you. Chris says. "Jovi please began."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Rosamond." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Chef Hatchet." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Sierra." Julie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Geoff." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Lindsay." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"SG." Julie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Bridgette." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"DJ." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Nellie." Julie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Justin." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Heather." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Mikey." Julie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Courtney." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Duncan." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"LeShawana." Julie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Trent." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Barbie." Bradley reluctantly says. Some of his teammates mumble something. Barbie says nothing and sit down.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Noah." Julie says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"……………………………..Taylor." Jovi says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"……………………………..Cosmic River." Bradley says.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"………………………………………………..Gwen." Julie says. "Well with that."Chris says. The eliminated contestant is…………………………………………………………… ....................Collin."

"Yes!!!!!!!!!!!" Rhonda cheers.

"Wait I was listening and stuff but what happens if your not picked?" Collin asked.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"It means this." Rhonda replies. She hands him the parachute and opens the door. "Bye Collin." She says waving before angrily kicking out.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He is heard screaming.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Jovi is shown in the confessional. "I'm happy with my team for the most part. Truthfully I didn't want Taylor but if I choose Gwen she and Courtney would have gotten into a fight and everybody would have had to take sides and it would be a bunch of drama I don't want. I hope I made the right decision.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Bradley is shown in the confessional. "I wasn't very happy that I chose Barbie. She is utterly pathetic and useless. But I didn't want Taylor slowing me down and having to put up with her outbursts and mood swings. And I don't want Gwen. I chose Duncan because he always gets far. He'll do great in the challenges so my team will get far but when it comes time I can easily dispose of him so he doesn't become a threat in the future. Being on my team he has no allies except maybe DJ. If I had Gwen though he would have her and they would gather plenty of allies. Maybe even making an alliance. I couldn't have that. So I went with Barbie. If she causes too much trouble then I can dispose of her quite easily. She is no threat to me."

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">Julie is shown in the confessional. "I just saved a lot of money by switching to Gecko!"

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Well thats our show." Rhonda says smiling back in the elimination room.

<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 23.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; color: #3a3a3a">"Join us next time for Total Drama What The Heck?" Chris yells.

Trivia
Thanks to Gideon for coming up with great idea of Chef Hatchet becoming a contestant.

Rhonda will be portrayed as being a little crazy and kinda of evil but will have her nice moments. Even though I'm a little crazy i;m not evil. I just thought it would be funnier if she were a little mischievous and naughty. I love evil female characters >:).

The idea is its pretty much TDWT but with a new jet, new characters, new places and roughly about one song.

This takes place after TDWT and TDROTHI never happened.

Chapter 1 Prepare for Take-Off!
This chapter will have a musical number.

The title comes from what pilots say in cartoons when they are about to fly. But I maybe thinking of astronauts.