Disclaimer: I do not own any of characters or locations we've seen in Total Drama Island. They are owned by Fresh T.V., TeleToon, and Total Drama is the brain-child of Jennifer Pertsch and Tom McGillis. The only piece of this story I own is the replacement of Geoff, the Elite Star Athlete, De'Von or his nickname Victory Von.

Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island... 22 campers have signed up to spend eight whole weeks at this run down, dingy, abomination, disaster of a camp we call Wawanakwa. Then learned there would be no rest for the weary as right out of the gate out meeting each other they found out their first challenge would be happening... THIRTY MINUTES AFTER EATING!

DJ(Flashback): It's our first challenge, how hard could it possibly be?

[Cue the camera cutting to all 22 campers standing atop a cliff and hundreds of feet below them was Lake Wawanakwa]

De'Von(Flashback): You were saying big guy?

Gwen(Flashback): I did not sign up for this.

[Intro music and video]

Chris: All right kids, today's challenge is going to be three-fold; First task, you have to jump off this 1,000 foot cliff into the lake below.

Bridgette: Sounds easy enough.

Chris: Oh really, Bridgette? If you all look down you will see two target areas. The wider area represented where we stocked it with psychotic, ravenous *Chris snickers*... man-eating sharks! However inside the more inner area will be safe zone. That's what you guys should be aiming for which we're sure is shark-free.

LeShawna: Excuse me?

Chris: For each member that actually survives the drop below; there will be a crate of supplies that you all will require for the second part of this challenge. Inside each crate are supplies that you'll need to build a hot tub. The team with the best hot tub will get a wicked hot tub celebration and the other team will have the maligned task of having to send one of their own teammates home in the first elimination bonfire ceremony tonight! Let's see... Killer Bass, you're up first.

The Killer Bass looked amongst themselves and then down the cliff; a few of them could've sworn the sharks down below had lunch bibs with their faces on them, just HOPING one of them didn't make it to the safe zone. Bridgette gulped as she looked at her teammates.

Bridgette: Oh, wow... so who wants to go first?

Crickets just chirped notifying that no one wanted to die... just yet.

Owen: Hey don't sweat bullets yet you guys. In these shows, I heard that they always make the interns do the stunts first to make sure we don't croak or it's survivable.

[Flashback to when the teens hadn't arrived yet and it was just Chris and Chef Hatchet, the latter dressed as if he were going for a swim]

Chris: So we need to test the stunts out first. You know that.

Chef: Do I look like an intern to you kid?

Chris: No, but the ones we had are all either in the hospital or resting comfortably in the big guys stomachs.. Come on just jump you big scary chicken.

Chris, intentionally getting the skin of his frenemy decided to cluck like said farm animal in a effort to get the big man to do it.

Chef: I do NOT get paid for this shit. Man, here we go.

He put on his swimming goggles and threw himself down into the abyss landing safely in the water.

Chef: Hey, I made it! I MADE IT MAN!

Chris gave him a thumbs up from way up there before a being from the lake below brushed up on Hatchet's leg.

Chef: Something just hit my foot! Hey Chris, you sure there aren't any sure sharks in the safe zone?! Something don't feel right man!

Then as soon as the muscular giant started whining to Chris, something snatched Hatchet to the depths below. After a few seconds, a screaming Chef Hatchet emerged running for his life and existence back to the shore as a shark with jagged teeth barely missed a chunk of skin. Chris blinked a couple of times before shrugging.

Chris: Works for me.

[End Flashback]

Eva: So who's going first?

Duncan: Ladies first; by all means.

Bridgette: Alright, I'll go first; It's no big deal. Just a suicide cliff dive with a ton of angry, hunger lusted sharks waiting for us to make one fatal mistake.

She then took a couple breaths to steel herself before she jumped off the cliff majestic-like. After a few seconds her teammates witnessed her land in the safe zone as the rickety Boat of Losers had picked her up.

Tyler: Hell yeah! She did it, Alright I'm next; let's go!

Tyler races past his Bass teammates screaming a famous cartoon saying but his landing wasn't as peachy or peaceful as Bridgette. He winds up crashing head first onto the metal buoy with a devastating *CLANG* as Bridgette winced seeing the scene up close.

Bridgette: Ooh!

He slid off the buoy landing in the safe area, much to the relief of his teammates. Next up for the Bass were Eva, Duncan and Von.

Eva (falling): Look out below!

Duncan just simply frowned at the camera as he landed in the safe zone.

Von: THIS IS FUCKING INSANE! WOO-HOO!!!

All three made it effortlessly into the safe zone with each doing their own unique dive to avoid the sharks. The Boat of Losers picked them up and dropped them off to the same place it had previously dropped Bridge off. Next up was DJ who was less than stoked at the prospect of his having life risked by way of shark.

DJ: No way man, I'm not doing this; I ain't jumping.

Chris: Scared of heights?

DJ: Yeah ever since I was a little kid.

Chris: That's okay man we all understand. Unfortunately, that means you're a chicken and have to wear this for the duration of the challenge and day.

Chris then placed a plastic toy chicken on his head.

DJ: You can't be serious man!

Chris: *Bawk bawk bawk* Chicken path down the cliff is that-a-way! Next!

Just as DJ took the escalator path down the cliff, his Bass teammate Ezekiel was next to jump. Everything looked smooth for Homeschooled but he wound up hitting a rock on his way, spinning the rest of the way down. After making it to the safe zone and the Boat of Losers he was met with cheers from his team. Next up was Harold, and like Zeke he started off nicely but not even nice six seconds later he hit the water.. or so he thought as there was loud pinging sound. It did not sound serene at all. Between the wailing from Harold and the collective painful wincing Von, Bridgette and Eva had done for him was clearly evident. He made more noises as he slid into the safe zone.

Harold: AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Von: DAMN I DIDN'T DO THAT AND MY LOWER EXTREMITIES ARE HURTING FOR HIM!!!! OOHHHHH. He's gonna be feeling that for three weeks.

The campers above also having witnessed Harold's crisis cringed hearing the ping.

Chris: Oh, you hate to see that happen!

Courtney: Excuse me, Chris. I have a medical condition.

Chris: Really; What condition?

Courtney: One that prevents me from jumping off cliffs and other tall structures.

Chris: I mean you can chicken out if you want, but it might cost your team in the long run and the win. Then they'll hate you.

Courtney: Calculated risk. I've seen the other team and I don't think at least nine of them will make the jump.

Chris: Alright then Court, here's your prized Chicken Hat. So let's tally up the score... wait a minute. That's eight jumpers, two chickens.... we're missing one.

Sadie: I'm not jumping without Katie!

Katie: We have to be on the same team, Chris!

Sadie and Katie (In synchronicity): Please! Please! Can we? Can we Chris? Can we? Can we?

Izzy: I'll switch places with Katie.

Chris: All right, fine. If it gets you two out of my hair. Katie you're now a member of the Killer Bass and Izzy you're now a Screaming Gophers from now on.

Katie and Sadie: Yes!

Chris: Which means will you be jumping with your mates or will you be joining DJ and Courtney down the Chicken Path?

Both Girls: We're coming Killer Bass!

They jump hand-in-hand and land safely in the anti-shark zone.

Chris: Alright that makes nine jumpers with two chickens for the Killer Bass. Screaming Gophers, you beat their Jumper Score, we'll throw in a pull cart to put your supplies on and pull all the way back to the camp grounds.

Trent: Sweet; Alright who wants off the cliff first?

Heather: Sorry guys, but no way I am doing this .

Beth: Why not?

Heather: Uh, hello? National Television! I'll get my hair wet... again not doing it.

Gwen: You can't be serious right now.

Lindsay: If she's not doing it then I'm not doing it.

LeShawna: Oh, you're doing it.

Heather: And who's going to make me?

LeShawna: I WILL. I'm not losing this challenge 'cause yo hair just got done, you spoiled little daddy's girl!

Lindsay sensed the boiling tension between her fellow female Gopher teammates and quickly got behind Trent, Owen and Gwen.

Heather: Back off, you ghetto-glamour, too-tight-pants-wearing, rap star wannabe!

LeShawna: Mall shopping, ponytail wearing, teen girl fanfiction reading, peaking in high school prom queen!

Heather: At least I'm popular.

LeShawna: You're jumping damn it!

Heather: Make me.

The Killer Bass heard nothing but silence... then the sky piercing scream of Heather made its presence as she had gotten tossed by the much stronger LeShawna. After emerging in the safe zone pretty much unscathed aside from wet hair, The Queen Bee had a murderous look in her eyes.

Heather: LeShawna, you are so dead when I get my hands on you!

LeShawna: Hey I don't know if your ponytail is scrambling your thought process but are you not in the Safe Zone. Let's just hope I can hit it too!

She dove off the cliff and thankfully in her mind she landed in the safe zone next to Heather. Lindsay looked down at the abyss full of water then back at Chris.

Lindsay (nervous): I thought this was going to be a talent contest!

Chris: Sorry but you thought wrong Lindsay!

Lindsay was the first to jump as she went flailing, followed by Izzy, Gwen, Cody, and Justin. The final of these ones that being Justin landed gracefully but just outside of the safe zone. Two pair of sharks were ready to feast on the eye candy. What they weren't ready for was the man candy turning around and flashing them with his signature smile and flexing well his abs and pecs, thus putting the man-eating beasts in a love-struck trap, even to the point where one of the sharks carried him to the shore unscathed no teeth mark on Justin at all. Next was Beth who looked fear struck to jump.

Beth: I... I can't do it. I'm too scared. I'm sorry!

As if that weren't bad enough... her OWN teammates, mainly LeShawna and Cody bawked like chickens as the host planted a chicken hat on Beth.

Lindsay: That's so lame... Right?

Heather: Fully lame.

Trent: Alright let's ride big guy!

Trent hyped up the surly Owen before the Musician dove off the cliff, landing right in the middle zone.

Trent: Yeah! Sweet!

Chris (into a megaphone): All right campers there's only one person left. All you need is Owen to jump for the win! No pressure, dude. Okay, maybe just a smidge!

The Gophers who had already dove began cheering for the big guy and chanting his name but it was Heather who had the best moment telling him to make the jump regardless of anyone's wellbeing.

Owen (via Confessional and voice-x-over): Okay, so I was pretty dang nervous.

[STATIC]

Owen (Confessional): See, thing is, I've never been a strong swimmer.

[STATIC]

De'Von (Confessional): I'm down here with Bridgette and the others up there looking at the big man and my brain is thinking... "Ain't no way foenem is making it, especially from that distance."

[STATIC]

Gwen (Confessional): I actually thought "If he jumps this... Owen's gonna die. If the impact doesn't do it the sharks most certainly finish the job."

[STATIC]

Owen takes a few steps back as he gets his mental game together.

Chris: Take a good running start at it buddy. You can do this!

Owen (his inner thoughts): I'm going to die now. I. AM. GOING. TO. FREAKIN. DIE. TODAY.

The big guy clenches his fists as his fellow campers down below who had already took the dive looked on, each with a nervous look etched on their faces. Trent and Noah watched from the water below.

LeShawna: Come on big guy....

After what seemed like an eternity however, Owen finally took his running start and dove off the cliff.

Owen: YEAHHHHHHHH!!!

However his body went into the belly flop position which wasn't the plan as he continued to dive.

Owen: OHHHHHH NOOOOOOOO!!!!

He seemingly hit terminal velocity as he approached his final descent down into the lake. Miraculously, Owen hit the safe zone but as he did the impact of his splash radius caused a tidal wave that washes the boat, sharks and the campers already on shore away, and sent a massive column of water almost halfway up the side of the cliff. However as he came up to breathe some of that fresh Wawanakwa air, he doesn't look any worse for wear.

Owen: Yes! OH YEAH BABY! WHO'S THE MAN?!

Beth: Woo-hoo-hoo!

LeShawna: NICE WORK BIG GUY!

Chris: Your winners of the first part! The Screaming Gophers!

De'Von: Damn can't hate that heart he got. Well played, Gophers.

Eva: Hey whose side are you on?

De'Von: Duh same team you're on, but where I come from win or loss show respect to your opponent if they prove you wrong; and if they don't still show 'em. That's just how my mom and pops raised me to be.

Trent and the other Gophers went to cheer Owen on.

Trent: Awesome job Owen!

But he and the others were confused as he began searching for something in the water.

Trent: What's up, did you lose something?

Owen: I... uh, think I may have or may not have lost my swimming trunks.

Cue the collective complaining and groaning from every camper once Owen's revelation had come to the surface.

[COMMERCIAL BREAK]

[After the break, we pick with the campers, particularly the Screaming Gophers, in high spirits with most of them even singing "99 Bottles of Pop On The Wall" all the way to the campgrounds. This was in large due to them having the pull crates Owen had won them with his swim gear losing dive off the cliff earlier that day. However, the Killer Bass were essentially demoralized. In between Owen essentially snatching victory from them, Courtney and DJ taking the chicken way down and having to push their crates all the way back to camp. Not even the combined strength of DJ, Duncan, Eva and Von was making any major strides with the crates.]

Courtney: Ow! I think I just caught a splinter.

Eva wasn't having it with Courtney, easily picking her crate up with both arms and slamming in front of the prideful C.I.T.

Eva: Do us all a favor, shut up and get to pushing; chicken.

Courtney: You can't do this! I'm the only one with C.I.T. camping experience around here, you all need me!

Duncan and Eva rolled their eyes unamused. They along kept pushing their crates, while DJ, Katie and Sadie pushed another, Harold, Ezekiel and Courtney pushed one and Tyler who actually managed to recover from hitting his head on the buoy was putting his on work. This left Bridgette and De'Von to do the last crate.

Bridgette: So I gathered you lift a lot given your moniker being the Star Athlete?

Von laughed as he looked at her before using his towel from the first challenge to wipe some sweat off his head.

Von: You got jokes? I'm just kidding yeah I didn't use to be this muscular when I was 10; I had muscles but not like this. When I was just getting started out in sports, football and baseball mainly, my father and I would always get up at 4 A.M. and starting off with some brutal cardio for about 30 minutes then after a 10 minute break we'd work on our core, triceps and even calves weren't safe.

Bridgette: That definitely sounds like something.... so with football do you play here or?

Von: No, my training always occurs wherever I'm at, be it my hometown of Vancouver, Wawanakwa, hell even a beach in California. But since most of my family lives in Texas by way of my dad, I always found myself back in the States competing against some of the best.

Bridgette: Ever felt any pressure doing all that?

Von: I'd be lying if I said I didn't but then I think...

Bridgette: Think what?

Von: Is this what I really want? I mean I'm fit, athletic but all that pressure and I haven't got my driver's permit yet. Was my dad setting me up for failure?

Bridgette: De'Von...

Von: I know... I'm just rambling at this point... let's just focus on winning this challenge 'kay?

Bridgette who just witnessed Von who was the youngest competitor have his first real moment of doubt and for him to disclose that with her. They just kept pushing forward with the Bass teammates.

[STATIC]

Bridgette (Confessional): Wow when I first got a close up with Von, he just exuded confidence but it wasn't ego based. He seemed like a private person but for him to open like that to me, it felt kind of nice. I wonder why he doesn't talk about his family much... I shouldn't press too hard.

[STATIC]

The Screaming Gophers marched forward, morale still higher than Snoop Dogg as they still sang "99 Bottles of Pop On The Wall". Lindsay stopped briefly to pick up a seashell before catching up with her teammates. The cameras then cut back to Tyler and the Bass, the former carrying the crate over his head but he put it down abruptly.

Tyler: Crap, I gotta take a whiz. Can you guys wait.

Duncan: Hurry up Headbando Bandito, we're already behind.

Katie: Ooh, I have to go, too.

Sadie: You do, oh my gosh, me too!

Von: Alright does anyone else have to go number one or two? No? Okay girls hurry up we got make major ground up.

With that, Katie and Sadie followed Tyler into the woods albeit the BFFL's going in a different direction than the Jock. Cameras cut back to a mosquito flying towards Courtney. She smacked the invasive little bugger but the proximity of the slap resulted in Courtney hitting her eye as well.

Courtney: Ow! I think something just... bit me.

Back at the campgrounds, the Screaming Gophers finished singing "99 Bottles of Pop On The Wall" and had just finished getting the crates off all of their pull crates.

Beth: Finally, we made it!

Owen: That was pretty easy.

Cody: Y'know I'm pleasantly surprised Chris hasn't tried to kill us after the sharks.

The cameras cut back to the Killer Bass where Katie and Sadie had finally returned from their bathroom break in the woods. Tyler had already returned and Courtney was holding her hand over her injured eye and to the average viewer they could've sworn her eye was getting more swole.

Eva: All better?

Katie: Yup.

Von: Great, let's keep moving then; The Gophers are legitimately whipping our ass.

Courtney: Agreed my eye might be swelling up.

And off the Killer Bass were off once again but for Katie and Sadie after about five minutes of pushing their backsides began itching something fierce with their behinds actually flaring red.

Sadie: Ew, something's itching me really horribly. Are you feeling itchy as well?

Katie: Totally. It's unbearable!

We cut back to the campgrounds where the Gophers are already hard at work trying to get their crates open.

Chris: Remember, you guys can only use your teeth to open your crates. I came up with that one snag myself.

Izzy keeping up with the spirit of Chris's challenge used all of her chompers to pull a rope connected to one of the crates vigorously.

Izzy (Through clenched teeth): Hey, I think I opened it!

Sure enough, the crate popped open as soon as Izzy let go of the rope as parts spilled out of her crates , like a piñata just lost all of its candy contents to ravenous kids.

Izzy: Ow, oh, ouch, rope burn on my tongue!

Cut back to the Bass who just continued to trudge through the shore area but hey, at least they weren't at the same point they were originally. As they pushing their crates, the itching occurring on Katie and Sadie went from a nuisance to flat out agonizing.

Sadie: Ooh, it's really itching now.

Katie: Mine feels like it's going through hot coals.

It was at this moment that best friends dropped everything and couldn't take it anymore, scratching with everything they could muster up. Chris wondering just where the hell the Killer Bass were at, came up to them on his ATV.

Chris: Wow, you guys are behind; like horribly behind... What's the problem Killer Bass?

Courtney: Their butts are itchy.

Courtney had removed her hand from her eye and when Chris turned around to see it, he about jumped out of his seat.

Chris: HOLY MOTHER OF MAPLE SYRUP! Courtney, what happened to your eye?! That does not look good!

Bridgette: Wait, did you two squat down in the woods when you did your business?

Katie: Yeah.

Von: Did you happen to notice what type of plants you were squatting over before doing the deed?

Sadie: They were some sort of oval shaped, green and all over the place...

Bridgette: Were they low to the ground, about this big?

Katie and Sadie both nodded.

Von: Damn hate to say it you two, but we think you might've squatted in some poison ivy.

Katie and Sadie (embarrassed and terrified): What do we?! Oh no!!!

Chris (laughing): No way! That awesome and hilarious!!

We cut back to the Screaming Gophers who had gotten more of their crates open as they began inspecting the contents of each crate.

Owen: Hey, check it out, I got some wood!

Trent: Nice; let's see I've got some tools, and what looks like a pool liner.

While most of the Screaming Gophers rummaged through the crates, Heather and Lindsay walked over to LeShawna who had been in the process of pulling out some nails and a power drill.

Heather: I just wanted to say I didn't mean that about you being a ghetto, rap-star wannabe and I love your earrings. They're so beautiful. I was just heated after going down the way I did.

LeShawna: Straight up? Well, I'm sorry about pushing you off the cliff and all.

Heather: Water under the bridge, I needed the push. Truce?

They shook hands.

LeShawna: Yeah, yeah, you got it. Now let's win this thing.

Heather and Lindsay left LeShawna to her crate.

Lindsay: So did you really mean what you said to LeFonda back there?

Heather: Pfft as if I'd take anything I said about LeShawna back. No she's going down. Number two, have you seen her earrings? Ugliest thing I've ever seen in my entire life.

Lindsay: So why say it if you didn't mean it?

Heather: You ever hear of the old saying, "Keep your friends close, and keep your enemies closer."? This show's no different.

Lindsay: Oh... well, I'm your friend.. right?

Heather gave a her look from behind but what Lindsay didn't see was her smirking as she walked off.

Heather: Oh, yeah... for now at least.

The cameras cut to the Gophers laying out all the tools from the crates just as the Bass finally reached the campgrounds.

Harold: Yes, FINALLY WE MADE IT!

Trent: Hey, what took you guys so long?

LeShawna: Wait a minute aren't you missing a few white girls?

The Bass look around for Katie and Sadie but the best friends are no where to be seen. Cameras were seen cutting to an oblivious Katie and Sadie, who put their itchy behinds in the soothing Lake Wawanakwa water. They finally felt the stinging and itching sensation go away as bubbles came up from behind Sadie.

Sadie: Oops.

Courtney: They're getting a drink.

Harold bumped Ezekiel.

Harold: Yeah, if they drink with their butts.

Ezekiel (amused): Ha, that's funny...

Von: Yeah we don't have or can afford to be funny at this time you two. Cut the chatter alright and let's get them crates a-opening.

Harold: Who died and made you king... GOSH!

We cut back to the cabin ground as Courtney walks up and LeShawna is the first to take in the ghastly sight of Courtney's pink, irritating eye injury.

LeShawna: Ooh, girl, what in beaver God happened to your eye?

Courtney: Nothing, just an allergy.

Courtney tried to keep her poker face on but even the C.I.T. knew the Bass were going to need a miracle. And said miracle had and needed to happen now.

Ezekiel: I think it's getting worse, yo.

Courtney: Shut up, we don't want the Gophers to know that.

10 minutes later.....

All of the Killer Bass were essentially down in the dumps. From Courtney's swelling eye injury, Ivy-Gate with Katie and Sadie and losing the first challenge, they seemingly lost the will to fight. Having experience in these types of situation having played some of the most competitive football in the Lone Star State albeit one year, Von had tried his best to rally his teammates.

Von: Aye, I know we're all feeling depressed like we just lost our favorite animal but come on, it ain't too late guys.

However his call to arms fell on deaf ears; Harold was legit out with the physical evidence of drool hanging out of his mouth, Katie and Sadie still were nowhere to be found, Courtney was out of game more focused on how to get her eye to stop swelling. Ezekiel, though found it the perfect time to pick his nose and got the most green-gooped, disgusting snot strain out of his snorter. Courtney saw this and looked as if she wanted to hurl.

Courtney: Just... ew.

Ezekiel: What?

Bridgette: That's really gross.

Courtney: Okay look, guys, we have a hot tub that needs building and we need a project manager. Since I've actually been a C.I.T. before, I nominate myself as project manager. Any objections?

Duncan: So where do we begin, Cyclops?

Courtney: Open the crates. Bridgette, find the itchy girls, we'll need all the help we can we get. Eva, Von, Tyler, DJ; You'll be the meat and bones of this operation. Let's do this.

[Building montage; Let's just say it was smooth sailing for the Screaming Gophers. And for the Killer Bass not as much; Harold and Von had started by placing the boards around the ring of the hot tub all awkward like. Duncan and Tyler fought over a hammer which went flying the opposite direction, hitting Harold in the kiwis before the glasses owner took a two piece wooden special from Von and Bridgette, who hadn't been paying attention to what was behind them. Then, to make matters worse, seeing how much of groove the Gophers were in, only made the Bass more desperate as they just put duct tape on horribly maligned tub just to stop another leak. By the time Chris had arrived to judge the tubs it was a foregone conclusion as to who was going to win.]

Chris looked at the Gophers' hot tub and it looked exactly as advertised.

Chris: Excellent work, Screaming Gophers not a piece out of place.

He then walked over to the Killer Bass' hot tub; compared to Gophers' hot tub, it's only mark for positivity is that it had... character? He saw the tub at least 75% duct tape had a trance-induced seagull in the water, the pool liner was no where to be found and there was power indicating the tub was even on. As he tapped it, the hot tub springs a leak dousing him, before shuddering and completely falling apart.

Chris: Well, I guess it goes without saying there's an undisputed winner here... The Screaming Gophers win it and convincingly at that.

They cheered and woofed it up for the victory.

Chris: Gophers, in addition to sweet victory and being safe from elimination, for your hard work today, I'll throw in this amazing hot tub your guys and only your guys' use for the duration of Total Drama Island!

The Gophers cheered even louder as Chris looked at the Bass.

Chris: Killer Bass, man what can I say? Sucks to be each and every one of you guys; I'll be seeing your sorry behinds at the first bonfire ceremony of the show, tonight...

He walked off as the Gophers continued to celebrate their victory, rubbing salt in the wound of the Killer Bass.

Lindsay: We won! We get to stay here another three days!

Heather, Beth and Lindsay: Oh, yeah, Woo-hoo-hoo!

Owen celebrated as well, but in his birthday suit as he didn't find his trunks.

Owen: WOOOOOOOOO! Ha ha ha! We get to stay! We get to stay! We are so awesome! We won the contest!

We now cut back to the mess hall once again as the Gophers were still riding the emotional high of winning the first major and overall challenge in Total Drama Island's history. However on the other side, the Killer Bass were discussing who they wanted to vote.

Katie: So- umm, what do we now?

Von: We unfortunately have to boot someone off this team; that's what and I honestly can't say I'm surprised we choked that challenge. So who do we think should get the boot?

Duncan: I don't know about you guys, but I say we boot either the Princess or Brick House over here.

He made his point clear who he wanted to boot by pointing an accusatory thumb towards DJ and Courtney's way.

Courtney: What?! Why?

Von: He's got a point, Courtney. Everyone except you and DJ jumped during the first challenge.

Duncan: Plus if we ever run into a physical challenge, I like our chances with the big man.

Courtney: You guys can't do this, you need me! I'm the only one---

Bridgette: We get it, the only one who's a C.I.T., Ok, Courtney, who would you pick?

Courtney: Well what about him?

She says this as she points at Tyler. Lindsay heard her suggest booting her rapidly growing crush and just as rapid-fire objected to that notion.

Lindsay: NO!

Her outburst caused some of the people in the Mess Hall to raise their eyebrows in an intrigued manner.

Lindsay: I mean- there is no s-salt on the table- bummer.

Duncan: At least Headband jumped off the cliff, Chicken Little.

Courtney: Shut up!

Von: Enough!

They both looked at Von as he raised not loud enough for everyone to turn their heads but enough for the Bass to see him somewhat frustrated.

Von: See? This why we freaking lost in the first place, too much infighting with one another. How y'all gone let the youngest competitor on the show tell you that now? Between Courtney bragging about her CIT training and Duncan just antagonizing her, it's really pathetic I have to call you two my teammates. Hell, even my siblings know to take the biggest threat when it stares them in the face and they haven't gotten their braces yet. Chill out the both of you, straight up.

Duncan shrugged him off and got up to leave.

Duncan: Whatever, kid; I had enough prison food to last today. I'm going to take a nap.

Courtney: You can't do that! We haven't even decided who were voting off yet!

Ezekiel piped up and what he said, ooh boy, he might as well should've just kept his mouth completely shut.

Ezekiel: Well, I just don't get why we lost, eh? They're the ones with six girls.

Sadie and Katie had gasped, their mouths so open you would think a fly, no a wasp could fit in their maws. Cody, Noah and Harold stuck their mouths open at Zeke's ludicrous notion as well. Hell Duncan stopped in his tracks and turned his head so suddenly, he swore he almost sprained his neck. Von looked at him like "Dude you're f***ed, like you don't even know how bad the whooping you finna get is. Bridgette and Eva got real close to Zeke, hoping he'd repeat or at least paraphrase what he said so they could put a Beth Phoenix-like beating on the Homeschooled.

Bridgette: What's that supposed to mean?

Eva (Banging her fist on the table): Yeah what surfer chick said, enlighten us, Home-School.

Ezekiel: Well, guys are much stronger and better at sports than girls. Just look at Von.

Sadie and Katie with their mouths closed, stood there completely frozen at Zeke's misogynistic statements. Harold, Cody and Noah thought discretion was the better part of valor, so they backed up and upon hearing his name gave Ezekiel a death inducing glare

Von: Pfft you ain't dragging me in this Zeke. Keep my name outta your mouth.

[STATIC]

Von (Confessional): Listen I'm all for getting praise for my freakish athleticism and all that but if you're gonna make stupid ass, baseless ass, misogynistic statement against females, not just on your team or the rivals' team but against women in general. I'm your worst enemy, I have a freaking little sister dude, what example would I be setting for her if I agreed with that?!

[STATIC]

(End confessional)

Von: Mane, tell me he did not just say that.... TELL ME HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!

Ezekiel: My old man told me to look for out the girls, eh? And to help them out in case they needed help.

Bridgette's eyes were about to seemingly pop out of her sockets before Eva picked Zeke up of his seat by his throat.

Eva: Still think we need your help keeping up, short-stack?

Ezekiel (fighting for breath): Well-- not exactly.

Von saw him begin to turn blue and decided to pacify the quick-to-violence Eva, by telling her to let Ezekiel go.

Von: Alright y'all let's give the man a break. I mean at least he didn't say something else stupid like boys are smarter than girls.

Ezekiel having been granted a mercy rule decided to say exactly the opposite of what he just said.

Ezekiel: But... they are, aren't they?

That was the final nail in Zeke's coffin; all that one needed was a hearse to load his body in it. The cameras soon roll towards the bonfire ceremony as the Killer Bass are all gathered together on the 11 wooden stumps.

Duncan (To Ezekiel): Man, you've got a lot to learn about the real world.

Chris: Killer Bass. At camp, the marshmallow is a tasty, savory treat you usually enjoy roasting by a campfire like this.... However, at this camp, the marshmallow represents your way to fight for another day and the one-hundred thousand dollars cash prize.

Bridgette looks at Von, who did a hangman's motion to mock Chris's monologue to which she giggled.

Chris: Campers, you've all casted your votes and made your final decision as to who gets the boot and who stays for another night. Only ten marshmallows but ten unfortunate losers; when I call your name, you can come up and claim your oooey-gooey treat. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow must immediately return to the Dock of Shame to catch the Boat of Losers. Which means you're out of the contest, and you can't come back... ever. The first marshmallow of the night goes to.... De'Von.. Tyler.

Tyler: Woo-hoo! Yeah! Place at the table!

Von: Yeah but I'm the Head of This Table. Acknowledge me.

Chris: Katie... Bridgette, DJ, Harold and Eva.

Harold: Yes!

They all received their treat and promptly got a high-five from Von or Tyler.

Chris (raising the tension): Sadie!

Sadie (Squealing): Yay! Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!

Chris: ...And Duncan. Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the evening.

The dramatic music ramps as we see Courtney look on with a pleading look of fear in her eyes and Zeke shaking his head. Chris, ever the showman, waved the puffy white treat in front of the desperate campers sweat now forming on both of their brows. As the music reached its climax, Chris said the final campers' name.

Chris: ....Courtney!

Courtney breathed a sigh of relief as she caught the final marshmallow Chris had tossed her and then had flashed Zeke an unimpressed look.

Chris: Can't say I'm surprised man... between your enlightening outlook on life and digging for green gold.. I would've voted you off too, Zeke. Not cool. Dock of Shame is that-a-way, bro.

With that, Ezekiel trudged depressingly down the Dock of Shame as with his bags he boarded the Boat of Losers.

Chris: The rest of you, enjoy your marshmallows as you're all safe... for tonight.

[STATIC]

Gwen (Confessional): Yeah... this camp pretty much still sucks garbage juice. But now that I'm here, I guess I'll definitely try to win now.

[STATIC]

Cody (Toasting): To the Screaming Gophers.

Screaming Gophers: To the Screaming Gophers!

LeShawna (shaking what her mama gave her): GO GOPHERS, GO GOPHERS!

Noah and Owen join LeShawna in the get down and chanting as they continued to celebrate their victory and newly minted hot tub. Some of the Bass are shown walking back to their cabin as Harold had been talking to Bridgette and Von, Duncan was doing his own thing and Katie and Sadie continued chewing their marshmallows. It was Courtney, however who stated her intentions going forward, addressing the camera.

Courtney: Are you recording this? Good. The Gophers can enjoy their little party all they want, hear me now, I will win this competition and no one will stop me!

END OF CHAPTER ONE PART 2

P.S. would like to get the official elimination order in future chapters. I'll do it here since we had our first elimination in the uncultured Zeke.

E.O.

22nd: Ezekiel.