149Chapter 25
Authors Notes
Final. Three. I'm so pumped you guys! It's been a LONG time coming. Like I mean a long time. These past three months have been nonstop with family, work, and just not enough time to sit down and write. It feels so good to be back, and I'm so excited for this, the finale, and the final episode! I'll keep it short and sweet, so let's get to the reviews!
romeoaifesili: I read your super huge reply after writing this past chapter, and wow you really did have a lot to say! Sorry to let you down and let Dave go, but I had him leaving in the final four when I drew up the final elimination order. I feel super proud that we're almost done with this first season, and I'm so excited to continue into the next season! You'll have to see how far your new favorite goes! Glad you're sticking with it to the end :)
Gucci Mane LaFlare: Thank you! I tried to make Dave a little more interesting without having him hog screen time, so it was hard to balance. I will go more in depth with the "main" cast so whoops small spoiler! Haha you'll have to see if your prediction was right!
Shuffollower: Well, Chef chose Dave to go because his germaphobia was getting on his nerves XD. Yes I intentionally tricked you guys with the confessional order but it was to make sure no one could guess who was leaving. But, now with Mike being injured he has to fight an uphill battle. So it's gonna be a really good semi finals!
millikan: Haha I get your point, but someone had to go for Heather to make it, and Dave was the one who had to go. I agree with what you said about Mike, though you'll have to read and find out if you're right!
Zeke the Prophet: I know a lot of people wanted or expected Dave to make it to the finals, which honestly shocked me! A lot of you guys like Dave which makes me happy but unfortunately it was not how I had planned the story to end. As for your prediction, you'll just have to read on and find out if you were right!
Okay! With everyone's reviews out of the way, let's move onto the semi-final episode! I think you'll all enjoy this one! Here's Chapter 25!
-Bodvar
Final Three
Mike, Heather, Dawn
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A shot of Chris's trailer fades into view, the door slamming open to reveal the grinning host. The capstone theme begins to play and he begins. "Last time on Total Drama Island; our friend Chef decided to abandon the four remaining campers in the forest for another survival challenge!" Clips began playing, showing Chef tossing the teams their packs and flying away with their bunks, the four looking at each other with concerned expressions.
"After a rousing bout of scare n' steal, the teens met our favorite local ape." Chris begins as he walks out of his trailer and off the right side of the screen. Clips of Mike and Dave running in fear from Sasquatchanakwa, as well as Heather and Dawn spotting the pair and rushing into the cave play on scene cuts to the campfire pit, Chris grinning as he makes his way over to his makeshift podium.
"And after all that, they decided it was a good idea to stick together for the night, even though Heather is still in the game." A clip of Dave rushing to get the sleeping bag with a meditating Dawnbegins to play on screen. "Oh boy, they'll never figure her out." Chris chuckles as Mike and Heather are shown talking, and then Dawn is shown being pulled away into the dark, Dave freaking out with Mike in the next clip.
The scene shifts back to the campfire pit, the host leaning against the oil drum with a happy smile on his face. "The boys ended up losing thanks to Heather's sly thinking, and since Chef got to choose the loser, it was curtains for our local germaphobe Dave." The clip of Chef giving Mike the last marshmallow plays, followed by the heartfelt goodbyes as the Normal Boy boards the Loser Boat and sailed off.
Chris now stands on the dock of shame, hands widespread. "Now, it's the semi-finals, and one more person will walk down this dock." he shivers with excitement before continuing. "Who will make the finals? Will Mike be able to pull off an upset? Will Heather finally get what's coming to her?" the camera zooms in on the host's face, and he shakes his head.
"Find out all the answers, right here! On Total, Drama, Island!" Chris raises his hands once more, the camera zooming out with every word, the capstone theme peaking as the island is shown in its full beauty.
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Dear mom and dad I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
You asked me what I wanted to be
And now I think the answer is plain to see
I wanna be famous
I wanna live close to the sun
Well pack your bags cause I've already won
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day
Cause I wanna be famous
(Nananananana nanananana nanananana)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
(Nananananana nanananana nanananana)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be famous
(Nananananana nanananana nanananana)
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A triumphant tune begins to play as the camera moves over the dock and rises high above the camp, the sunrise spilling over the buildings in a golden yellow glow.
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Cutting to a loudspeaker, an unkempt and trash wearing seagull lay sleeping in the said speaker. Echoing loudly as it fires up, the bird wakes up in a panic and spits out a worm. "Campers!" Chris begins happily, the worm now crawling away from the pole, and into another birds waiting mouth. "Welcome to the semi-finals!" the camera cuts back to the loudspeaker as the host continues his broadcast. "As a reward for making it this far, we have a special reward for you…an all you can eat breakfast!"
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Chef grumbles as he stands next to a large pile of pancakes, the hulking man looking rather annoyed as he starts to flip the pancake on his spatula. "That's right! Genuine food byproducts, made with fresh ingredients relatively close to their expiration date." Chris cheerfully announces. Chef flips the pancake up in the air, eventually throwing the cake too high and landing it on the ceiling. He frowns, but wastes no time grabbing a rusty shovel, and scraping the food item off and back onto his spatula.
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"I made it to the final three!" Dawn exclaims, looking rather surprised at her words. "I'm quite shocked that I managed to get this far…that must mean the universe is on the side of justice!" she announces, leaning back onto the side wall of the confessional with satisfaction.
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"Is anyone really surprised that I made it this far?" Heather scoffs, powdering her face and looking in her makeup mirror. "It's obvious it's my money to lose." She pauses her powdering and looks at the camera. "I'm just more shocked creepy nature girl made it this far."
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"I'm amazed I made it this far." Mike simply states, his foot still bandaged from the previous challenge. "Don't get me wrong, winning one-hundred K would be awesome," he looks down and continues, "but not if I can't make up for all the people I've hurt."
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Mike holds his plate up to a grumpy looking Chef, who slides several pancakes onto the plate. The camera cuts to the food, the pancake covered with dirt, stains, and toenails. Mike looks rather unnerved, but says nothing as he hobbles away, one hand holding the wall for balance.
Suspenseful music begins to play as the lanky boy leaves, and Dawn steps up and holds her plate out. "I hope this isn't made from your…usual ingredients." Chef snarls at her words, but sets a large stack on her plate as well.
Dawn stares at the pancakes and smiles. "This looks much better than your usual mystery meat!" At those words Chef's eye twitches, and he angrily picks up the table full of the breakfast food. The shadow of the table falls over a wide eyed Dawn, and pancakes pour down. The camera cuts back to a grinning Chef, zooming out to reveal Dawn buried in a mound of pancakes.
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"I think the best outcome I could ask for would be Heather's demise when she's this close." Dawn confesses, looking rather guilty. "I know my parents would never want me to wish upon someone's downfall no matter how bad, but I must persist that her karma is coming!"
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"They might as well just hand me the check. I'm up against creepy nature girl and psycho personalities." Heather grins and leans towards the camera. "I mean come on, who else is everyone expecting to win?"
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Mike tries to stand up, but slips and slams his bad foot into the side of the confessional. "OW!"
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"If I do manage to win, I'll buy this horrid island and turn it into an animal sanctuary!" Dawn happily proclaims.
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"When I win," Heather boldly states while touching up her makeup, "I think I'll start my own spin-off series; The World According to Heather." she dreamily sighs.
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"I honestly don't think I'll win." Mike plainly voices, pointing to his foot and frowning. "I have a busted ankle, and I highly doubt Heather will feel any mercy if we ended up facing in the final." he sighs and puts a hand on his chin. "But if I did win, I'd use the money to help figure out everything that's going on in my head, and maybe get something nice for Zoey…" he smiles and blushes at that thought.
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"I find the amount of strife people cause for fleshly desires to be quite sad." Dawn explains, arms crossed and a big frown on her face. "Mike has gone through so much yet has been one of the kindest people…and then there's Heather." she finishes with a humph.
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"Sure, eight weeks with these lunatics is cause enough for insanity." Heather leans towards the confessional camera with a goofy grin. "But at least the mothership will know where Dawn is, and the asylum can recapture Mike!"
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"I really enjoyed meeting everyone here, except for a few mean people." Mike scratches the back of his neck and continues. "I mean they all liked me for who I was, so that's cool!"
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"Sure, Dawn's won a few challenges with her freaky aura powers," Heather comments while powdering her face, "but it's her ability not to be emotionally manipulated by threats that really scares me."
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"Mike's strength?" Dawn ponders for a moment before responding. "It would be his willingness to never give up. He's made it quite far with that aura."
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"And Mike?" Heather scoffs and rolls her eyes. "He can't even decide who's in control, let alone beat me."
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Mike stands to leave the confessional booth, but slams his foot into the side of the outhouse once again. "OW! Gah this stupid-"he gasps, but doesn't slouch over. "No, not now Chester, I'm fine!" he shouts with a pained groan.
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Spotlights hang high above the wooden stage, the familiar purple curtain draped in the background. "Campers!" Chris shouts as the camera pans down to reveal the three remaining competitors sitting at a makeshift table, the host looking at them with a smile. "Welcome to the semi-finals!" the camera zooms in and he continues.
"The producers finally ran out of ways to torture you! Sooooo," the shot pans back to the campers, who all look nervous. "we turned to the ousted campers for ideas! Turns out they had a LOT." Chris grins and begins to elaborate. "They gave us the sickest, grossest, most twisted and insane dares ever in TDI's first version of…" he steps back, and the camera zooms out to reveal a large wheel.
"Spin the Bottle!" a groovy jazz tune begins to play. The wheel had a large purple and green pop bottle in the middle, with each and every ousted camper's picture taped around the edge of the wheel. "That's right," the camera begins to cut to each teens picture, "Eva, Justin, Amy, Jasmine, Dave, Ezekiel, Lindsay, Duncan, Courtney, Tyler, Sadie, Sugar, Brick, DJ, B, Ella, Geoff, Zoey, and the adrenaline loving, whistle blowing Jo!" he grins and continues.
"Put 'em all together, and we've got a high stakes game of, I Triple Dog Dare You!" he concludes, taking the bottle and giving it a strong spin. "What are we, 5th graders?" Heather disputes, looking rather annoyed. "Why not just make us play seven minutes in heaven in some skanky closet?" she finishes with an eye roll. "I'll pass." Mike quickly interjects, to which Dawn snickers.
"Each player will take turns spinning the bottle." Chris explains, the camera cutting to the wheel, the bottle landing on a grinning Geoff's picture. "Whoever's picture you land on will determine the dare you perform." he walks over to a pink dress wearing Chef, who holds a platter with a few smaller pop bottles on top. "You can take the dare and win a get-out-of-dare freebie," the camera cuts to Mike and Heather eyeing each other, "or you can make someone else do the dare."
"And if we refuse to do the dare?" Heather asks with a suspicious grin. "Oh, not a good option." He sets the bottle back down and turns to the three teens. "If you chicken out of any dare, you will be immediately sent to the dock of shame, and board the boat of losers." the boat horn sounds in the distance, and the campers gasp.
"Do not go to bonfire, do not receive a marshmallow, and will have no chance to win one-hundred thousand dollars!" he exclaims, motioning to a canoe that dropped down with the cash inside.
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"A sudden death round?" MIke looks nervous at first, but smiles after a few seconds. "Maybe I won't be hindered by my foot!" he confidently exclaims.
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Chris leans forward on his oil drum, a sly grin on his face. "Okay, who's ready to humiliate themselves first?" a game timer tune began to play, the three teens rather adamant to go first. But not long after, Dawn shrugs and gets up. "I suppose the universe will reward me if I go first."
Making her way over to the wheel, she gives the bottle a big spin, and begins to watch carefully.
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"Okay, so here's the deal." Chris begins. "Me and Chef have a little side bet goin' on." he grins and continues, resting his chin on his hand. "The first person to puke has to fork over one-hundred bucks."
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"Alright! Let's get this party started!" Chris voices as Dawn watches the bottle slow down. It finally stops, landing on Duncan's smirking face. Chris holds up a small piece of paper and reads it aloud. "Duncan's dare is," he smirks devilishly, "Lick expired mayonnaise from Mike's casted foot!" Dawn, Mike, and Heather all gasp, and Mike sighs.
"Dawn, you can do the dare yourself, or you can make someone else do the dare instead." Dawn ponders upon hearing Chris' words, and the host laughs. "Either way, some foot mayo is being eaten!" he grins.
"Heather may do the dare." Dawn replies, and the camera pans over to the horrified Queen Bee. Mike sighs and unwraps the front of his cast. Green tendrils of stench waft from his foot, and Chef approaches the lanky boy, holding a gross looking jar. He slathers the gross, yellow colored mayo over his foot, and Heather leans down towards it.
She shudders and closes her eyes, moving towards his foot. She reaches her tongue out towards the mayo, and takes a long lick and Mike giggles, making her wrench away and gag.
She lays on the floor, gagging from the smell as Chris and Chef loom over her. "Ohohoho, man! Gross!" Chris exclaims with a laugh, giving Chef a grin. "I almost puked!" Chef gives him a knowing look, and Chris corrects himself. "Almost." he reassures the cook who nods.
A still coughing Heather approaches the wheel, shudders before gaining a steely look, and spins the bottle. Mike and Dawn watch the bottle spin with anxious eyes, the cap finally stopping on a toque wearing teens picture. "Ezekiel's dare is…chew on your own toenail…slooooowwwly." Chris reads, tossing the card away.
"Mike! I dare Mike!" Heather immediately shouts. Chef sets a chair down and the lanky boy makes his way over to the cook, passing by Heather. "Don't choke on it Chester." she mocks, Mike just rolling his eyes and sitting down.
He takes off his shoe and moves his foot up to Chef's waiting hand. He takes a pair of nail clippers and with one stroke, clips the boys toenail off and onto a silver platter. Mike gulps as he reaches for his nail, picking it up and tossing it into his mouth.
With a crunch, he begins chewing, face contorted in disgust and determination. Heather and Dawn watch Mike with cringed expressions, and the camera pans back to Mike who starts to chew faster. "Uh-uh!" Heather shouts and points an accusing finger. "He said chew it slowly!"
Mike grunts but slows down, and swallows, shuddering once more. "There, I'm done. Happy?" Cutting back to Heather, she grins. "Very. I'm just not sure Zoey is gonna lock lips with you anytime soon, toenail boy." she mocks.
"You're one to talk mayo mouth." he retorts as he takes his seat, the Queen Bee shooting him a nasty glare.
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Mike makes his way up to the spinner, looking rather nervous. He reaches up and spins the bottle, watching it turn around and around. It slows to a stop, and lands on Jo's snarling picture. "Drink a gallon of Jo's mystery drink and then do 20 pushups immediately after." Chris reads with a concerned look. Chef sets down a gallon jug full of a green looking liquid, and Mike pauses for a moment.
"You know what, why not. I'll take the dare!" he announces. The host gives the lanky boy a skeptical look. "Dude, it's a gallon…a gallon of Jo's mystery drink?" the camera ominously zooms in on the jockettes scowling face, and Mike simply shrugs. "I think I'll be okay."
He reaches for the jug, and hesitates only momentarily before chugging the drink, gagging but forcing himself to drink. Chris and Chef watch with wide eyes before cringing and turning away. Mike gasps, taking a few breaths before resuming drinking, and tosses the bottle aside when he finishes. He slowly gets down on his hands and knees and begins to do the pushups, Heather and Dawn appearing rather impressed with his determination.
As he goes up and down, his cheeks bulge, and his eyes widen as he stops his pushup. He forces himself to swallow, and with a groan he begins his final few pushups. A timer dings, and Mike collapses, holding his gut and groaning. "Ohhh, how does Jo drink this stuff?"
"And Mike wins the first freebie!" Chris exclaims, holding a small green bottle in his hands. He looks down at Mike with a frown. "And a stomach pump…if you want."
"No, I think I'll be okay…" Mike manages, slowly getting up and walking back to his seat with the freebee now in hand.
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"This is gonna be hard." Mike mutters, still holding his stomach.
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The shot opens back up to a top down view of the island before a corny game show tune begins playing, and the scene cuts to a smiling Chris. "Welcome back to the TDI semi-finals, and a little game called…I Triple Dog Dare You!" he announces, pointing both fingers at the camera.
"Dawn, you're up." the Moonchild makes her way up and gives the bottle a good spin, watching nervously as it ends on a finger pistol giving B. "Chew on a tray of ice cubes." Chris reads, and Dawn is handed a tray of ice.
"Sure, this doesn't seem too bad.." the mystic tells the group, lifting the tray up and eating the ice cubes. He watches with a frown, Dawn approaching him quietly. "Do I earn a freebie now?" she asks, the host nodding and handing her one silently.
"My turn! And I'm taking the dare no matter what it is!" Heather proclaims, getting out of her seat and giving the bottle a hard spin. The Queen Bee watches with a grin, the bottle landing on Tyler's face.
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"I cannot let those losers get ahead of me. And that means I need to take every dare I get so I can get freebies." Heather says as she pounds her fist into her hand, looking rather determined.
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Heather is in shock as a small tub full of a gross, smelly yellowish brown liquid is rolled in front of her, and Chef gives her a straw. "Where did he even get all this cheese?" she asks, not looking away from the tub. "We don't know…Chef had a hard time finding it cause it was fuzzy." Chris giggles.
Heather shudders and turns to face him. "I don't get disqualified if this comes back up…right?" The host shakes his head. "As long as you get it down once…you're safe."
Heather gags, but she inserts the straw into the cheese and begins to drink. The gross yellow liquid travels up and into the Queen Bee's mouth, and she shivers in disgust. After a few seconds, she reels back and swallows the melted cheese.
She wipes away some leftover cheese from her face, and as she does, the Queen Bee turns and lets loose a torrent of vomit offscreen.
"You still cool?" a nervous looking Chris asks Chef, who nods slowly.
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Heather groans as she lays on a medical table, a breathing mask over her mouth to help her recover. "Okay, let's give Heather a few more minutes on life support before we continue." the host says as he makes his way over to the table, Chef not far behind. "While we wait, Chef made snacks! Cheese and crackers, anyone?"
The hulking man happily lifts up a platter full of crackers and sliced cheese, and Heather once again hurls at the sight of the dairy.
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Mike steps up to the wheel and gives it a good spin, the game show tune playing in the background once more. It slows down and stops on Ella's somber looking face. "Give a bear a big, warm hug!" Chris announces, and gives the lanky boy a shrug. "What can I say? Girl's weird."
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Panning through the forest, an ominous tune plays and settles on a cave deep within the island. Mike slowly made his way toward the entrance of the cave and takes a deep breath. "You got this…it's just a hug. It's just a hug." he repeats to himself as he enters the mouth of the cave.
"Hello? Bear? I'm here to give you a quick hug!" he nervously shouts, the camera staying focused on the outside of the cave. After a few seconds, a grunt is heard followed by a loud roar. The sound of tearing clothes echoes from the cave, and Mike screams as he sprints out of the cave with the brown bear chasing him down.
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A muddy and fur covered Mike slumps into his seat, and Chris walks over and hands him his second freebie. Cutting back to the wheel, Dawn once again gives it a good spin, and the bottle cap lands on Justin. "Get a toe-jam facemask!" Chris shudders, and Chef grins widely as he lifts up his boot and shakes it.
"Heather!" Dawn quickly defers the challenge to the Queen Bee, who frowns and responds by handing her freebie to Chris. "I'll pass."
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Heather stands in front of the wheel watching it spin with a grin. It slows down and lands on the smirking face of Geoff. "Drink powdered punch from the communal toilet!" Chris mimics gagging. "What's with these kids and nasty drinks?"
Heather immediately turns and points at Dawn. "Your turn."
"Oooohooohoo!" Chris, looking rather intrigued, leans over towards the girl on his stand. "This is getting interesting! Do you use your freebie," Dawn eyes her bottle anxiously, "or will you save it for something worse down the road?" he wiggles his fingers and waits for Dawn to make a choice. "What to do… What. To. Do."
The mystic sighs and stands up. "I'll do it…"
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"That is sooo gross!" Chris exclaims as he rubs his hands together. "Chef is going down!"
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The bathroom stall opens up to reveal a dirty, stained and smelly toilet. A can of purple powder is poured into the toilet, and Chris mixes the disgusting green water with a plunger. The host begins to chuckle. "Wow. That is so gross."
Chef hands a very shocked looking Dawn a pink bendy straw, and the Moonchild shudders as she kneels down by the toilet. Plugging her nose, she inserts the straw into the bowl and takes a quick but long sip of the 'punch'.
After forcing it down, the petite girl's eyes go wide with fear. Her cheeks bulge and she runs out of the stall, puking up the nasty drink as Chris and Chef watch. Both men look ready to vomit as well, but they cover their mouths and force it down at the last moment.
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Heather smirks as the camera pans over to a sickly looking Dawn who still had barf around her mouth. The Queen Bee moves over as Mike leaves, giving her a big grin. "At this rate, everyone will need a fumigation squad just to talk to-" Dawn burps and it hits Heather, who immediately goes silent and stares off into space.
Cutting to the game wheel, the game tune begins once again as Mike watches the bottle turn and turn, eventually landing on Brick. "Eat dog food!" Chris reads, Mike pausing for a few seconds before shrugging. "I've had worse from Chef." the cook growls at his words.
"Probably anyway…um one more question…do I personally have to do the dare or can I…you know switch?" he asks, the host shaking his head. "Sorry Mike, no alternates allowed to take the fall for you."
The lanky boy frowns but nods. "Okay, give me the food."
Chef reveals a platter with a brown ball of dog food sitting on top. He hands the platter to Mike who gulps once before opening his mouth and shoving the food quickly inside.
Chris and Chef watch with horror as the lanky boy chews rapidly, looking less bothered by the taste as he goes. He quickly swallows and coughs, pounding on his chest a few times to clear his throat. "Kinda salty." he casually comments, and this sends Chris over the edge.
He leans off camera and vomits all over the floor, pausing to hand a grinning Chef his one-hundred bucks. Chef's eyes then widen and he too leans over and vomits off screen. Panning to the table, both Heather and Dawn's stomach couldn't take anymore. They let loose a torrent of vomit, and Mike can only watch this all go down.
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"Okay, that was so gross!" a sickly looking Chris tells the confessional camera. He then once again leans offscreen and unloads his stomach, coughing while puking. "Is there nothing these freaks won't do?!" he moans in disbelief.
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A jazzy tune begins a montage, and the wheel spins and lands on DJ. Heather is forced to lay down on her back and stuff as many carrots as she can into her mouth.
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The wheel lands on Jasmine's picture, and the scene switches to Dawn as she happily talks with a bull while sitting atop the animal. Chris gives her a blank look but says nothing.
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The bottle lands on Sugar's terrifying laughing face, and Mike walks across a tightrope with meat wrapped around him and his balance bar. Below the tightrope were several sharks and crocodiles who watched with hungry anticipation.
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Landing on Courtney's scowling picture, the camera flashes to a terrified looking Heather as she hangs upside down from a ratty looking rope, a pile of steaming scat sitting below her.
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Finally, the bottle comes to a stop on a scared looking Dave. Cutting to a grossed out Mike, the camera zooms out to reveal the boy covered in cockroaches, Chris holding a stopwatch and eyeing the lanky boy as the bugs continued to crawl over him.
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"Wow, I'm impressed!" Chris remarks, the camera settling on the three teens. "We've been doing dares for a long time, no one has dropped out, and Dawn has 15 freebies!"
The Moonchild smiles softly with a large pile of bottles in front of her. "Mike has a few freebies, and Heather has squat." Heather frowns at this and Chris grins while holding up a still large hand of cards. He chuckles. "Don't worry, there's still plenty of time to get more."
Mike looks at his few freebie bottles, he then glances over at Heather's barren part of the table, and his eyes widen when he gets a thought.
Leaning over to Dawn, he begins to whisper. "Hey, what would you think of teaming up to take down Heather? She's been a pain in both of our butts all season, it's the perfect time!"
The mystic stays silent, pondering the lanky boy's proposition. "Hmmm, I suppose that would be a good form of justice. What are you thinking?"
Mike leans in closer. "We split our freebies now and make Heather crack from doing every dare!" Dawn turns and looks at him for a moment, then gives him a nod and smiles. "I think the universe is giving us the perfect chance to avenge everyone. Count me in."
"Hey Chris!" the camera zooms out and the host turns to meet Mikes gaze. "I'd like to split half of my freebies with Dawn!" Chris looks bewildered. "W-wait, you really wanna do that?" When Mike didn't change his expression, he simply shrugged. "Okay then."
Mike grins, and Dawn hands the boy several of her bottles. "Hello? Ix-nay on the onspiracy-cay! This is totally against the rules!" Heather protests, throwing her hands up in the air in obvious frustration. "Get out your rulebook and do your…rule thing! They're obviously going to team up on me and swamp me with dares!"
Chris shrugs. "Sorry, them's the rules! None to be had…nada!" he nonchalantly tells the Queen Bee. She groans and angrily sits back down.
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Dawn stands at the wheel, the bottle already spinning. It comes to a stop on Amy's scowling picture, and Chris reads his card. "Drink a blended puree of Chef's mystery meat." At his words, Dawn shudders and immediately points to Heather. "I will never eat meat."
Heather watches with wide eyes as Chef approaches with a blender full of a brown liquid. He hands her the blender, and she quickly downs the drink without a second's hesitation.
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An upbeat, fast paced game tune begins to play, and Heather emerges from a leech filled pool, covered in the purple worms and looking rather panicked.
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Wearing a chicken hat, she bawks and pecks the ground in front of other chickens, Chris and Chef watching from behind the fenced in pen.
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The Queen Bee can be seen slapping herself multiple times, looking more and more in pain as she goes.
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The wheel spins round and round, and a rather dirty and bruised Heather watches with a rather sad expression. But the camera cuts to a grinning Mike and Dawn, who hand in their freebies one after another.
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Chef's pink gloved hand lowers a live cockroach into Heather's mouth, the girl looking extra panicked as she takes a bite, eyes scrunched shut as she chews.
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The hulking man takes off his sock, and puts the foul smelling cloth on his hand like a puppet. He then puts googly eyes on it, and turns to a scowling Heather. Dressed in a princess outfit, she unhappily gives the sock a big kiss. Chef puts a crown on the puppets head, and the camera zooms out to show Mike and Dawn watching from behind a cardboard "TV".
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A grumpy pig sits by a massive pile of its mud and dung, Chef scooping up a bunch in a metal pail. Heather frowns as he moves her way and dumps the pail onto her head, the brown mixture dripping out. Cutting forward, she now sits in the upright bore of a cannon, the bucket still covering her eyes.
Chris stands behind the giant cannon, a remote in his hands. He presses down on the remote, and the cannon slams down. After a small pause, she is shot into the massive pile of dung and mud.
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The game tune ends, and the camera zooms in on the wheel. The bottle cap lands on a picture of Lindsay, little hearts drawn on her photo. "Oh, finally I catch a break." Heather sighs in relief. "There is no way she could think of anything bad."
"OOOOOOOOO, you're not gonna like this one." Chris interjects. "Have Chef give you a mohawk!" he reads, the hulking man grinning as he walks up to the host. "WHAT!?" Heather screams in disbelief. Mike looks at Dawn with a big grin, and they give each other a high five. "Lindsay for the win!" he cheers.
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Heather sits in a barber chair, looking extremely frightened. Suspenseful music begins to play in the background. "So, what'll it be Heather?" Chris asks as Chef reveals an electric razor, the blades on and buzzing loudly. "Will you accept the dare?" the camera then pans to the boat of losers. "Or, will it be the walk of shame?" the boat honks its horn at his words.
The camera then cuts back to the buzzing razor, then quickly pans over to the canoe which holds the grand prize. Chef moves the razor closer and Heather shrinks away in fear. She turns and sees Mike and Dawn watch with wide and anticipating eyes. Heather then turns back and sees the razor coming even closer, and she panics.
Kicking Chef's hand, the razor flies into the air, and comes crashing down onto Heather. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAA!" Bits of hair fly everywhere as the Queen Bee falls offscreen, going silent after the razor turns off. Sitting up in her chair, Heather is speechless. Her hair has been cut to shreds, patches of hair missing all over on her head.
She gingerly touches her head, and starts to panic once she feels the missing hair. "Wha-"
"Wow, well that was an unfortunate accident. Looks like Heather's out." Chris announces. "What? He shaved my head!" Heather argues, tugging at her ragged hair. "True," he agrees, "but you didn't actually accept the dare. If you had, you'd still be bald and raggedy, but you'd still be in the game." giving Heather a finger pistol as he finishes.
"Wow, talk about unfortunate." Mike whispers. Dawn instead shakes her head. "That was the universe's will at work." she responds.
Heather, now in a rage, screams so loud, it echoes throughout the entire island, scaring geese away. Cutting to Playa De Losers, the campers all sit around a pool, but pause to listen as her scream reaches them.
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Heather grabs a still smiling Chris by the collar. "Sorry, them's the rules!"
"But you said there were no rules!" she lets go of him and points accusingly. "Yeahhh, it's complicated, but here's the rub." he grins cockily at the Queen Bee. "You lose, they win."
"NO WAY!" The camera pans over to both remaining teens, who stand up and cheer. Mike struggles to get onto the table but starts whooping loudly, while Dawn breathes a sigh of relief and folds her hands in a thankful prayer.
Cutting back to Heather and Chris, she wheels back to the host. "Fine, but you'll be hearing from my lawyers!" she shouts in one final fit of rage, walking swiftly away as the host tosses Chef the boat keys. "I know…it's gonna be a long ride." he mutters, everyone following the girl to the dock.
"I hope this ride feels long, cause I'm suing you for everything you've got!" Heather shouts right at Chris, huffing and turning away once Chef boarded. Chris simply turns towards the two remaining campers. "And then there were two!" Mike and Dawn give each other a content smile.
"Tune in next time to see who will win the check…for one-hundred thousand dollars!" He raises his arms in dramatic fashion. "Right here on Total, Drama, Island!" he proclaims.
"You want drama? You'll be penniless, jobless!" Heather continues to angrily shout from the boat, the three on the dock looking at her with blank expressions. "Your name will be mud on every blog from here to Cape Breton!
(END EPISODE)
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Wow. I honestly did not think I would ever step away for this long. Everytime the light at the end of the busy tunnel drew close, something else seemed to pull me back in and basically start me back at the beginning. I thought I would have this chapter done by Christmas time/ New Years week, but one thing after the other happened. I would like to apologize for my extremely long hiatus. I finally am out of the chaos, with a couple down weeks to work on finishing this season. So thank you to everyone who was patient enough with me through this.
Anyhow, are any of you surprised with the results? The final two have been decided! I hope you guys like the picks, I have had these two in mind for the finale since I started this series. Heather leaving is predictable yes, but also it leaves for a more satisfying outcome in my humble opinion. Plus, Dawn has never been to a finale before so I figured it was time to have at least one different player. The finale is now set! It will be Dawn vs. Mike for the grand prize! Pick your favorite to win and let me know who you think will win! See you all next week, pinky promise and cross my heart, scouts honor and idk I just promise XD
-Bodvar
Elimination Order
Sadie - (22nd Place)
Eva - (21st Place)
Justin - (20th Place)
Sugar - (19th Place)
Lindsay - (Returned)
B - (18th Place)
DJ - (17th Place)
Ezekiel - (16th Place)
Amy - (15th Place)
Duncan - (Returned)
Courtney - (14th Place)
(Merge)
Geoff - (13th Place)
Ella - (12th Place)
Tyler - (11th Place)
Lindsay - (10th Place)
Brick - (9th Place)
Duncan - (8th Place)
Jasmine - (7th Place)
Jo - (6th Place)
Zoey - (5th Place)
Dave - (4th Place)
Heather - (3rd Place)