Last time on Total Drama Island…" Chris began the usual recap…while holding a beaver. "An escaped psycho killer terrorized our campers with his meat-mangling hook and his mega murderous chainsaw. There was a large amount of screaming, especially considering the whole thing was really just an elaborate punk. Ooh, ooh, ooh! I love this part! Duncan was the only one to psych out the psycho! But soon after a real psycho showed up and, surprisingly, Dawn was the one to deal with this one. Abit, in a far less cool manner then Duncan. And in a cruel twist of fate due to yours truly, Izzy was the next victim of the sudden death round. All thanks to Owen pushing her into the Psycho Chef. There are different ways of dumping a chick then leaving her for dead bro. Only nine campers remain. Who will win? Who will lose? Ow!" Chris was cut off by the beaver he was carrying biting his hand. "Who will need a rabies shot thanks to this ungrateful little–" Chris cut himself off before he did something he shouldn't on TV. "Find out on this episode of…Total. Drama. Island!"
It was morning at Camp Wawanakwa and all the campers were currently heading to the main lodge to get some breakfast. But, surprisingly, the one lagging behind the group was the one that most would think would be the most eager to get some breakfast. Owen. Currently, the big guy wasn't his usual happy-go-lucky self and was slumping down with a saddened frown on his face.
Seeing this, Lincoln handed Edward to his girlfriend along with a kiss on the cheek before heading over to the big goofball. "Hey Owen, what's wrong?" Lincoln asked as he wrapped an arm around Owen to try and comfort the big guy. Owen didn't say anything and simply sighed and slumped down more. Putting the pieces together, Lincoln quickly figured out what the issue was. "It's Izzy isn't it?"
"Yeeeeeeeah…" Owen sighed out sadly as he brought his hands together. It stuck worse due to how it happened. A sudden death that he caused her to face and the last thing she did with him was kick him in the nuts. Hard to imagine that they were making out in a bush just a few hours prior. "I just can't believe she's gone…and it's all my fault. She probably hates me now…"
"Well…hates a strong word buddy." Lincoln slowly told the big guy as he tried to find the right advice for Owen. This was a tough one, but Lincoln wasn't the Man with the Plan for nothing! His friend was in need of help and he was gonna help him. "And I don't think Izzy hates you."
"You really think so?" Owen asked with a glint of hope in his eyes. The big guy was willing to take any chance in gaining hope that things could still work out between himself and Izzy. Lincoln was good at relationships so he should be able to help him. "But how? I pushed her right into the Psycho Killer! And caused her to lose the game!"
"…Ok look, I won't lie here Owen. You screwed up royally." Lincoln was blunt and honest. He wasn't gonna beat around the bush on this one or just to sugar coat it. Owen massively, majorly, absolutely, completely screwed up more then possibly anyone else possibly has. And if the big guy wanted to make it right then he had to realize that so he could start making things better. "You pushed her into a psycho killer with a chainsaw! Even if it was fake, you still left her for dead, and to add salt to the wound you ended up screwing her out of 100 grand in the end. You shouldn't even have to be told how that's a no-no in a relationship."
"I was scared ok!" Owen yelled out in frustration as the memory of confronting Psycho Chef returned to him. Owen thought he was gonna die then and there with a chainsaw hacking him up into little Owen bits. "My coward instincts took over!"
"Well if you want a stable relationship buddy then your gonna have to work through all that," Lincoln told Owen in a soft tone as he patted the big guy on the back. He made Owen realize his mistake, now it was time to help him through it. "Look, you screwed up. But I really think Izzy doesn't hate you. Mad at you? Unbelievably so. But she doesn't hate you man, I really do think she still likes you. Just, when this is all over, you just gotta find a way to make things up to her and apologize.
"…But how am I gonna do that?" Owen asked in a low and quiet tone. He was willing to do anything to make things up to Izzy and have her forgive him. "As you said…I royally F-upped."
"Look, that's not for me to figure out man. This is for you to figure out and fix." While Lincoln was more than willing and happy to give Owen some advice, the big guy was gonna have to figure out the whole 'making up for it' thing by himself. It was the only way he was gonna properly learn from this after all. "If you truly care about Izzy then you'll figure something out. I know you got this man."
"…Yeah, I guess your right." Owen nodded his head to Lincoln's words. He did care about Izzy. He hated himself for what he did to her and hated that he caused her to be mad at him and for how he got her kicked up. This was his mistake and his mistake to fix, no matter what. "Hmmm, maybe I could-WOAH!" Before Owen could finish, something suddenly latched onto his leg and pulled him up the tree quickly.
"Uuuuuh…" Lincoln let out in a confused tone as he looked around for where Owen could be.
"Wasn't there just a three hundred pound bag of joy talking to you?" Gwen asked as the goth girl walked up to the Loud boy.
"I'm only 296." Looking up, everyone saw Owen hanging from the tree they were under by a roped tied around his ankle. "Someone set a trap." As if on cue, a wooden cage fell down on the remaining eight campers and platypus. "Or two…"
DJ walked up to the wooden bars and tried to pry them loose. But despite the brick houses' strength, the bars didn't budge. "Let me out!" DJ screamed as he tried to break the bars again. "I was framed!"
"That's what they all say." A far too familiar voice spoke up as everyone looked to see Chris walking up to them…with a beaver on his head. "Good morning, campers! Or should I say…trappers? Ready for today's challenge?" As Chris took the beaver off his head, everyone watched and gasped as Chris pulled out a carving knife. Dawn in particular glaring hard at Chris and suddenly squeezing the bars hard enough to start forming cracks. "Excellent. Then let's chat about it over chow. Shall we?"
Chris then walked away…leaving all the campers trapped. "He's coming back to untrap us, right?" Right after Owen asked this, Chris threw the carving knife he had right at the rope holding Owen up, making the big guy fall down onto the cage causing the door to open. "Good aim…"
MAIN LODGE
Once everyone was at the main lodge and given breakfast, they were certainly…underwhelmed. They were all given bowls of what could be best described as paste. While Owen was happily eating up his food, everyone was struggling to even get their spoons out of the bowl as the paste had a firm hold on the silverware.
As everyone but Owen was struggling to chow down, Chris spoke up and got everyone's attention. "Campers, there are only nine of you left on Total Drama Island," Chris announced getting everyone to grin a bit with pride. To think, at the start, there were 24 of them. The cast had shrunken that much, it was pretty overwhelming to a few of them. "After tonight's dramatic bonfire ceremony, only eight of you will remain. We're nearing the end people, so look alive!"
CONFESSIONAL – DUNCAN
"What are my chances of winning? I'd say they're pretty darn great because anyone who doesn't vote for me is a dead man." Duncan threatened as he got right into the camera and glared. "Are you listening out there, all of you who have been kicked off? If you don't vote for me, I'll find you!"
CONFESSIONAL – DJ
"I'm on top of the world momma! Woohoo!" DJ cheered as he rose his arms up in the air. The big-hearted brick house doing his best to hype himself up. "To think, I actually have a chance at winning this whole thing. No idea what I'd do with the money though, maybe I'll my whole family out for a nice vacation."
"Today's challenge involves making like our province's great rangers and game wardens," Chris informed everyone, with Dawn gasping as she didn't like where this was going at all. "You'll each have eight hours to trap an animal."
"Got one!" Duncan said as he grabbed Owen's wrist.
"A wild animal!" Chris specified as he gave Duncan a deadpanned expression. "Which you must bring back to the campfire." Dawn stood up and was about to say something, but Chris quickly cut her off by raising his hand. "And before a certain nature lover starts stepping onto the soapbox and starts protesting, you have to bring it back unharmed. That good enough for you miss hippie-dippie sunshine?"
Dawn glared a bit at Chris' insult, but simply crossed her arms and sat back down. "Yes." The moonchild let out as Lincoln wrapped an arm around her to calm her down.
"Good! So anyway," Chris quickly went back on topic. They had a schedule to keep after all. "Rangers and game wardens often have to relocate animals for their own good and the good of campers."
"For my good, I might have to barbecue my animal. I'm starving to death!" Gwen complained as she tried to get her spoon out of her paste…only to see Dawn giving her a look that could kill. The goth swore there was actually fire in Dawn's eyes. "Hey, desperate times call for desperate measures ok!"
"Funny you should mention that, Gwen." Chris grinned as Gwen actually pushed things along a little with her words. "Reward for winning today's challenge is not only the usual immunity but also a meal of all of your favorite foods!"
"I am so winning!" Heather said as she pounded her fist on the table. No way was she gonna let anyone else either get immunity and a proper meal!
"Win an animal challenge? Really?" Lincoln and Edward were quick to give Heather a shit-eating grin as Lincoln gestured his head to his beloved aura reading girlfriend. "When Dawn's here? Good luck with that."
Heather quickly glared at the two before turning to Chris. "Chris, I propose you give Dawn a handicap." This quickly got Lincoln, Dawn, and Edward to glare at her. They knew the queen bee was gonna try something like this to pull ahead. "I mean come on, no way this will be fair with someone like her playing."
"I actually brought this up with the producers, and they said no about handicapping," Chris explained getting Heather to growl and for Dawn to give a sigh of relief. The evilness of Heather shall not prevail this time. "After all, this show is about you kids using what skills you have to win. This challenge was prepared long before the contestants were picked out, pure coincidence Dawn just has the skills for it. The moose back at the extreme sports challenge was a different story but my hands are tied with this one. Thems the breaks." Dawn then gave Heather a small raspberry making the queen bee glare and growl viciously at her.
CONFESSIONAL – DAWN
"Even with the aid of the tea leaves, I don't think I could have predicted coming this far into the competition." Dawn explained as she held up one of her tea leaves that she used for predictions every morning. "And of course, if I win half of my winnings will be used to help mother nature. As for the other half, well I believe Lincoln certainly deserves it. Hehe, now getting to be with him was the real prize in this competition."
CONFESSIONAL – OWEN
"I can't believe I'm in the final seven!" Owen cheered as he rose his arms up in the air in a pattern of left to right. "Can you imagine me, winning?! Hahahaha! That would be awesome! Whoo-hoo-hoo! Everyone else here totally deserves it more than I do, though. Except Heather. She's really mean. I'm not afraid of her though."
"Owen!" Heather's voice yelled from outside of the confessional, making the big guy jump in fright. "Are you almost finished in there?!"
"Just about done…" Owen responded fearfully.
A little later, Chris gathered up everyone at the boathouse to start up today's challenge. In the host's hand was a safari hat with a bunch of pieces of paper inside. "Everyone, choose an animal assignment!" Chris then held his hat out to the campers who quickly lined up to take a piece of paper to see what animal they would have to bring back.
"Chipmunk." Owen read his animal.
"Racoon." Duncan grinned at this, he could easily catch a trash panda.
"Duck," Gwen said her animal.
"Beaver." DJ smiled a bit, he's no Dawn but he's got quite a way with animals.
"Frog." Leshawna read her animal out loud.
"Huh, a moose." Lincoln read his animal and couldn't help but find it ironic. "Guess it's up to Mr. America to find Canada's animal."
"Owl!" Dawn smiled a bit as she was assigned probably her favorite bird.
"Bear?!" Courtney was rather shocked at her animal choice…but then grinned and cracked her knuckles. "Bring it on!"
CONFESSIONAL – DUNCAN
"I think my girl can catch a bear all on her own." Duncan grinned; fully confident Courtney could catch a bear without his aid. "I mean look at the facts, one is highly aggressive and can kill you in less then a second if you piss em off…and the other's a bear."
The last one up was Heather and as she took the last paper from the hat, Chris was grinning like a mad man. And what was Heather's animal you may ask? "Platypus!" Heather and a few others gasped, as Heather was assigned in catching a certain semi-aquatic egg-laying mammal from Australia.
"O-o-o-oh! Oh man!" Chris laughed so hard, he had to wipe a tear of laughter off his face. "I was hoping you'd get that one! This is gonna be fuuuuuuun!"
Everything was silent after that. Heather look at the animal she was assigned to catch…and then looked only five feet away from her. Right next to Lincoln's leg was Edward…Edward the platypus. The very animal she was assigned to catch. Edward instantly caught onto what Heather was thinking and glared at the queen bee. "Brbrbrbrb!" Edward let out aggressively.
(Translation: THIS! MEANS! WAR!)
And just like that, Edward quickly jumped into the water and started swimming away at high speeds. "Swim Edward! Swim!" Lincoln cheered his little buddy on.
"You're right Chris~" Heather spoke in a way to sweet voice that everyone could easily see past. They all knew exactly what Heather was thinking after she was assigned to hunt a platypus. "This is gonna be fun!"
"Before you get any ideas, Heather. I would like to remind you all, again, that you have to bring the animal unharmed." Chris quickly reminded everyone causing Heather to cross her arms and glared at Chris. The host just had to ruin everything, didn't he? But Chris really cemented that rule by what he said next. "Anyone who deliberately hurts their animal will not only be disqualified from the challenge but will also have to clean the communal washrooms."
Everyone gasped at this. That was probably the cruelest punishment Chris could have given them. Added in that the washrooms smelled extra bad today due to a certain 296-pound bag of joy. "Sorry." Owen chuckled as he patted his massive stomach and farted. "I think I ate too much of that delicious paste."
"Now then, since I'm such a nice guy, to help you out in your hunt you'll have 60 seconds in the boathouse to gather up anything that might be usual," Chris told everyone before holding up his watch and pointing at it. "Starting…now!"
With that said, all campers' sans Dawn, Lincoln, and Courtney, quickly went into the boathouse to find any potential items that could aid them in catching their animals. Courtney figured nothing in there would help her catch a bear and decided to go about it the old-fashioned way, and Dawn and Lincoln wouldn't need anything so long as the former was there.
As for the campers in the boathouse, they were all scrambling to find items to aid them. Leshawna as looking through a crate, DJ had his head in a barrel, and Heather and Gwen were fighting over a net. Meanwhile, Duncan was going through more…offensive gear. He first grabbed an oar…before picking up a sledgehammer. This caused Heather and Gwen to briefly stop their fight over the net and look at the delinquent like he was crazy. "Uh, you're gonna trap a raccoon with a sledgehammer?" Gwen asked with a raised brow.
"You may wanna rethink that." Heather pointed out as a sledgehammer was both a tool not many people would use in hunting, and would probably result in breaking the number one rule of this challenge.
But instead of downgrading to something less lethal…Duncan grabbed something more lethal. "Ah, thanks for the tip." Duncan said to Heather as he exchanged the sledgehammer for a chainsaw…of all things. After seeing this, Heather and Gwen simply rolled their eyes before resuming their fighting.
"I got paper towels! Yeah!" Meanwhile, Owen was pretty much just happy to pick up anything he could find even if it wasn't anything helpful. Ya know, typical Owen behavior. DJ and Owen shared a high five as DJ pulled a burlap sack out of the crate he was checking. "A burlap sack? You should patent that!"
"Ten seconds remaining!" Chris informed everyone as he stuck his head inside.
After hearing there was only ten more seconds to grab stuff, Heather and Gwen's fighting over the net got more heated. Then queen bee pushed Gwen to the ground in her attempts to take the net…only got the goth to look right above her head to see something much better for catching a duck then a net. "Duck bait? Yeah, that'll work." Gwen grinned as she let go of the net causing Heather to recoil back and fall into a bucket…that still had fish in it. "The net's all yours. And P.S. you'll never catch Edward with it." Heather simply glared at Gwen as the goth took the duck bait and ran out of the boathouse.
CONFESSIONAL – GWEN
"I don't know. I guess I have a chance." Gwen said with her head on her hand. "Let's put it this way. If I didn't think I could win, do you really think I would be in this dump? Putting up with the revolting food, giant bugs, and cameras in your face all day is one thing. But Heather? Only a hundred thousand dollars could make me live with her."
CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER
"I assume I'm the favorite to win," Heather stated confidently as she filed her nails. "I mean, look who's left. Weird goth girl, a criminal, a fart machine, a know-it-all, a cry baby jock, a hippie freak, a goody-two-shoes, and Leshawna. And the only thing she has going for her is that she hasn't made any enemies. Woop-de-doo! We're not here to make friends. We're here to win." Heather then aggressively snapped her nail file in two to emphasize her words. "And that is exactly what I plan on doing."
With their time up, everybody exited the boathouse with any gear they were lucky enough to find and grab. "Everybody ready?" Chris asked as everyone grinned and showed their stuff if they had any. "Game on!"
HEATHER
Heather arguably was given the most difficult animal to catch. While Courtney was tasked with catching a bear, Heather had to catch a platypus. And the only platypus on the island was Edward the platypus, beloved pet/friend of Dawn and Lincoln. A platypus in which Heather was eager to get any form of revenge on ever since all the way back during the paintball deer hunt challenge. Heather will neverforget what the freak of nature did to her.
"That platypus won't know what hit him!" Heather quietly yelled as she grinned evilly. The queen bee's eyes were fixated on the ground as she followed a trail of what could be interpreted as platypus tracks. Another reason why Edward was probably gonna be hard to catch was that this platypus was crafty. Edward was clearly smarter than the average platypus and Heather knew this with all the tricks Edward pulls over the island. All on her!
But Heather was smart too, her plan was simple but effective. Find Edward, follow Edward, wait until Edward fell asleep, and then scoop Edward up with her net. The queen bee had full confidence it was going to work…as soon as she finds her target that is. "Now if I were a freak of nature…where would I be?" Heather then followed the tracks for a few more minutes…and found what she was looking for. "There you are…"
Laying down on a rock was an animal with the body of an otter, bill of a duck, and tail of a beaver. The platypus she was looking for. Narrowing her eyes, Heather couldn't be more delighted to see that Edward already seemed to fast asleep. The platypus was laying on a rock that had plenty of sun shining down on it and was unmoving. "First place here I come…" As carefully as she could, Heather tiptoed over to the rock the platypus was on, she rose up her net as her usual evil smirk came to her and. "GOT YOU!" As fast as she could, Heather threw the net over the egg-laying mammal securing her chest. "Hah! How do you like that you stupid walking purse?!"
"…"
"Well?" Heather got a bit irritated at Edward not saying anything to her. She was the victor, the dumb Australian mammal should do what she says. "Got anything to say?!"
"…"
"You listen to me you little…wait a second." Getting a closer look at the platypus, Heather saw that something…wasn't quite right. It didn't seem that Edward was breathing. Not only that but his fur seemed duller and smoother. Taking the net off the unmoving Platypus, Heather picked it up and gasped as she looked it over. "It's a fake!?" That's right, in Heather's hand was not a platypus but a platypus plushie.
"Brbrbrbrbrb!"
That was the sound that Heather hated. Looking to the source, Heather turned around to see the real Edward the Platypus right behind her. Edward was glaring at her and standing next to a tree…that was bent all the way down with a rock holding it in place and a rope connected to the tree. Following where the rope led…Heather saw that her foot was standing right in the middle of a hoop made by the rope.
Edward then grinned as he put one of his forelegs on the rock holding the tree down. "Oh no!" Heather yelled as she saw Edward prepare to send the tree back up to its rightful position. "Don't you even think about it you little-AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Edward then pushed the rock off the tree, instantly snapping the wooden plant back into its normal straight position. In turn, making the rope snag along Heather's leg and launching the queen bee high and far into the sky. All the while Edward watched and laughed.
GWEN
With the goth, her strategy for finding a duck was also simple yet effective. Just go out in the woods, preferably a spot with some water nearby, layout some bait, hide in a bush, and wait for a duck to come to her. And it actually worked!
After the goth put some bait on the ground, Gwen hid behind a nearby bush. After about ten minutes of waiting, a duck soon showed up and started eating the bait. All the while Gwen grinning and raised up a fishnet she also managed to collect. "C'mere, ducky, ducky! Let's get this over with!" Gwen called out quietly as she spread out some more bait in front of her. "Come and get it!"
The duck looked at the new pile of bait and quickly went over to it. However, the bird only took a few bites of the pile before looking right at Gwen. "Quack! Quack!" Gwen then watched with her own two eyes as the deck sped away fast enough to leave a trail of dust behind it.
(Translation: Gotta go fast!)
CONFESSIONAL – GWEN
"Uh… last time I checked; ducks waddled." Gwen pointed out, wondering why absolutely nothing on this island was normal.
LESHAWNA
With Leshawna, the girl with a tude was currently equipped with a bucket she was gonna use to catch that frog. And to find a frog, you had to find a swampy place. Remembering a location she passed by during the survival challenge, Leshawna went over to it and soon enough found a frog just sitting there and croaking its life away. "This is gonna be way too easy!" Leshawna said with a confident smirk on her face.
CONFESSIONAL – LESHAWNA
"think I got as good a shot of winning as anyone else and I'm not gonna let anything stand in my way, y'all." Leshawna said right into the camera with a determined look on her face. "I just gotta keep winning invincibility so that cow Heather can't vote me off. Manipulative pain in my butt's been trying to get rid of me for weeks!"
With nothing to worry about with this, Leshawna simply walked up to the frog and was about to slam the bucket over it…only for the frog to leap away. Narrowing her eyes at the amphibian, Leshawna walked over to it again only for the frog to once again hop away. This kept going on for a while…until the frog led Leshawna right into a deep puddle. "Yeah." Leshawna angrily let out as she rose up from the water with the bucket over her head. "Froggy gonna pay."
LINCOLN AND DAWN
Currently Lincoln and Dawn were, naturally, doing this challenge together. The two decided they would go after Dawn's owl first so she can take the win. While Dawn was more than happy to go and find a moose for Lincoln first, the white head insisted she takes this challenge. 'Such a gentleman ~' Dawn thought as she gave Lincoln a loving look.
Meanwhile Lincoln was holding Dawn's hand as the two walked through the woods. The Loud boy's head was up and looking at the trees for any potential owl nesting spots. "Aaaaah…" Lincoln let out a blissful sigh before taking in a nice deep breath of the woods fresh air. "Such a beautiful creature."
"Indeed!" Dawn happily agreed as she looked up at the trees as well and tried to find where the wise birds could be. "Owls are such majestic creatures. The perfect combination of natural beauty and pure wisd-"
"I wasn't talking about the owl~" Lincoln told Dawn in a flirty tone. Dawn's face went red as Lincoln said this and immediately knew what Lincoln was talking about in the first place. This was only cemented by the look she saw he was giving her.
"Oh you~" Dawn playfully shoved Lincoln with her butt, an action that caused Lincoln to start blushing. Dawn mentally cheered at her ability to get Lincoln flustered. "Save that kinda talk for after the challenge and we can make things a little fun~"
"Oh fine, spoil sport~" Lincoln said with a false pout causing Dawn to giggle and roll her eyes. This boy was just pure perfection for her.
CONFESSIONAL – LINCOLN
"Ya know, if you had told me on day one that I would be in the final nine, I probably would have laughed and said no way that was gonna happen," Lincoln explained as he looked up as his head went through memories of his experiences on Total Drama Island. "But look at me now, still standing. At first, I thought that coming here was a mistake since it caused Ronnie Anne to dump me, but you know what they say when one door opens another one opens up. Meeting Dawn is probably the best thing to happen to me and with her by my side, I'm sure we can win this whole thing!"
"So where can we find an owl anyway?" Lincoln asked Dawn as he continued looking up the trees. Though he did occasionally look back down as to not get his neck stiff. "Outside of zoos and reserves I've only seen an owl once when I was 11 and it was Lisa who found it anyway."
"Well owls usually prefer to nest at the top of particularly tall trees." Dawn explained as she stopped at a tree and began to easily climb up it. "This makes it so that they can easily spot prey at the ground with their incredible vision." Lincoln listened to Dawn as she continued to climb up the tree. Once Dawn was at the top of the tree, she put a hand above her eyes to try and get a better view of the area around her so she could spot a tree that would be perfect for an owl to nest at.
After a few minutes of scouting out, Dawn gasped as a big smile came to her face. Dawn then slid down the tree and landed with perfect grace before running off. "Follow me Lincoln!" Dawn said with Lincoln not questioning her and simply following his aura reading girlfriend. "I know where one is!"
DUNCAN
With a chainsaw strapped to his back, the delinquent was on his way to catching the infamous trash panda. Finding a raccoon was easy, just catching them in the act of stealing garbage and/or food. With this logic, Duncan was able to find a raccoon out in the woods that had just finished robbing the trashcans in the main lodge as evidence by it dragging a lunch tray full of garbage.
"Hey, buddy. Hey, little pal." Duncan said to get the raccoon's attention as he inched towards it. The raccoon dropped the tray it was dragging around and looked at Duncan coming close to it. "Come on, let's go for a walk."
Suddenly the chattering of numerous raccoons got Duncan's attention. Looking behind him, Duncan saw a large row of raccoons all glaring at him. Even more bizarre was that the row of raccoons expanded upward to reveal more raccoons. But Duncan wasn't gonna let a bunch of trash bandits scare him and simply grinned. "Oh, so that's how it's gonna be. I didn't want it to come to this, but…" Duncan then unstrapped the chainsaw from his back and revved it up to threaten the small army of raccoons.
But the raccoons weren't gonna take that. Duncan watched with a surprised expression as even more raccoons appear. All gathering together to take the shape of a giant raccoon. It even gained glowing red eyes as the raccoons that made up the giant's eyes start illuminating red. "ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!" The raccoons all roared together.
(Translation: WE…ARE…COON-TRON!)
"Well…" Duncan let out as he started to feel just a bit intimidated at this point. "That's more than meets the eye."
DJ
Currently, the brick house with a heart was heading up the river. Beavers shouldn't be too hard to find, just had to find a river and go up it until you find a dam. "This'll be like giving candy to a baby!" DJ said confidently, putting a different spin to the usual phrase. Momma didn't raise any thief after all.
"Ah, there's one!" Soon enough, DJ's eyes came across a beaver dam in the river. Kicking up the pace a bit, DJ proceeded to run over to where the beavers were located. While he wasn't a big fan of hunting animals, seeing as how they would be unharmed put the big guy at ease a bit. But what didn't put him at ease is what he saw. An unfinished beaver dam. "They ain't done building it yet?"
Looking at the scene, DJ saw a big family of beavers all working on their home. It seemed based on the various snaps and cracks in some of the pieces of wood that they were repairing the damage that was done to their home. Seeing it all like this, DJ just couldn't do it. "How can I just take one of em when they're fixing their home," DJ said out loud as he tried to figure out a solution in his head. On one hand, he had the animal he needed to watch right in front of him, multiple even. But on the other hand, he couldn't just take them while they were working, it was wrong. There had to be a compromise somewhere…
"That's it!" DJ snapped his fingers as the perfect idea came to him. "If I help them finish it, the dam will be fixed sooner! Then I can just ask one of em to come to help me out with the challenge!" Slamming his fist it an open palm and mentally patting himself on the back for the genius idea, DJ went on to do just this.
And the opportunity to help out practically was handed to him. Hearing some grunting sounds, DJ looked to see a beaver on the younger side trying to push a large log over to the dam. The young one was clearly struggling and stopped pushing for a bit to catch its breath. Suddenly the log was lifted right off the ground, startling the young beaver.
Looking at who lifted it, the young beaver saw it was none other than DJ effortlessly lifting up the log and giving the beaver a soft and kind smile. "Hey there little fella, need some help?" DJ asked as he patted the log he lifted up. "Where can I put this?"
The young beaver gave DJ a big smile, showing off his signature beaver teeth, at the gesture, and proceeded to lead the brick house towards the dam.
COURTNEY
With Courtney, the CIT was currently in the area she knew her target could be. A large cave. The cave that Owen found a bear during the treasure hunt challenge no less. Looking in, Courtney grinned as she saw a bear sitting on its butt while scratching its back with a stick. "Perfect…" Cracking her neck, the CIT was about to head in and face the dangerous omnivore head-on.
CONFESSIONAL – COURTNEY
"As I said on day one, I'm winning this thing and nothing is gonna stop me!" Courtney quoted something she said at the end of the second episode of the series as she slammed a fist into her open palm. "I've come too far to lose now! Me and Duncan are going all the way to the final two and are taking that sweet prize money for ourselves! Granted we'll probably have to use a bit to get him out of juvie completely…but that should still leave us plenty of money! …I hope."
"Yo bear!" Courtney yelled loudly and harshly, getting the large mammal's attention. Courtney smirked and put her hands on her hips, making sure she looked as tall and as intimidating as possible in order to get the bear to do what she wants. Fear is an excellent motivator after all. "Alright, here's whats going to happen. You're going to follow me, help me win the challenge, and not put a fuss!"
"…" The bear was silent as it stared at the CIT in front of her, as well as stopped scratching his back. Courtney smirked as she thought the bear was submitting to her, even more so when she saw the bear stand up on its hind legs, and was about to start leading it to camp...
"OW!" Only for the bear to throw its stick-back scratcher right at Courtney's face. As Courtney threw the stick off her, she saw the bear pointing and laughing at her causing the CIT's anger to boil. "So you wanna do this the hard way huh…AAAAAAAHHHH!"
Before the bear knew it, Courtney charged tackled it.
LINCOLN AND DAWN
"Be careful Dawn!" Lincoln called out to his girlfriend who was currently halfway up a very tall tree. Dawn had ended up leading Lincoln to the tree she knew an owl would be at. It was tall, had a lot of holes and branches on it, and she was able to sense the aura of an owl once they got there. Granted it felt like a little…different than a typical owl's aura but it was still an owl!
"Don't worry Lincoln!" Dawn reassured her boyfriend as she continued climbing up the tree to where the owl was nesting. "I've been climbing trees since I was three!" After revealing that bit of information about herself, Dawn continued her climb up. Being the experienced tree climber she was, Dawn knew exactly what to do to make her way up swiftly and safely. After only a few more minutes of climbing up, Dawn came across the hole that led to the owl nest and proceeded to knock lightly on three. "Excuse me? Anyone home?"
"Hoot! Hoot!"
(Translation: Who's there?! Is it the taxman?! Hoot!)
"Um…no," Dawn answered in a bit of a confused tone. Why would an animal, an owl no less, be asking about the taxman? "My, uh, my name is Dawn. I'm a human."
"Hoot! Hoot-hoot!"
(Translation: Really?! A human?! I haven't seen one in so long!I'm coming out! Hoot-hoot!)
'Why does he keep saying hoot?' Dawn mentally asked herself, confused over this owl's way of speaking. While owls did make a 'hoot' sound, this owl was actually sayinghoot. Dawn then watched as a brown owl with big black eyes and a yellow beak flew out and looked at her, a big smile coming to his beak. "Hello there little one."
"Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot-hoot-hoot-hoot! Hoot! Hoot-"
(Translation: Wow! I've been waitingfor someone to come up my tree since forever! Now it's finally happened! We can talk for hours, and hours, and hours, and hours, and hours, and hours-)
"Ok, ok, that sounds great." Dawn sheepishly chuckled in response to the owl, who seemed to be a bit of a chatterbox. "But I could really use your help in something. Would you mind coming with me somewhere for a bit?"
"Hoot-hoot! Hoot! Hoot!"
(Translation: Wow! I've been never been on a road trip before! I'd love to! Hootie-hoot! Let's ride!)
"Great! Hop on!" Dawn then patted her shoulder, gesturing to allow the owl to ride it. The owl did say and happily flew onto and perched itself on Dawn's shoulder. "Alright, here we go!"
"Hoot!"
(Translation: Hoot!)
With her animal safely on her shoulder, Dawn began her descendant back down the tree. And the trip down only took a fraction of the time the trip up did and the aura reader found herself on the ground with Lincoln smiling at both her return and find. "Hey, you found the owl!" Lincoln happily said as he walked up to his girlfriend so he could get a better look at the bird on her shoulder. "Hey, little guy."
"Hoot-hoot! Hoot!"
(Translation: Wow! Two friends in one day! This must be my lucky day! Hoot-hoot!)
Dawn chuckled a bit as she scratched the owl's head before looking to Lincoln. "Now all we have to do if find a moose for you and head back to camp!" Dawn said as she immediately started to think of where a moose would be. But before she could come up with anything…
"HOOT! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot-hoot-hoot!"
(Translation: WAIT! Before we go I should tell my neighbor, Steve, where I'm going. He just worried about me if I don't talk to him for a period of time Hey Steve!"
"Loooooooo?!"
(Translation: What is it this time you moron?!)
Emerging from a pile of bushes, Dawn and Lincoln saw exactly what animal the owl's neighbor was…a moose. "Well…that was lucky," Lincoln said with a small smile on his face as he looked at Steve.
"…Hoot! Hoot!"
(Translation: Wait, did you say you were looking for a moose? …My cousin Richie is a moose! Maybe he can help! Hoot!)
THE NATURALIST
"The naturalist is at one with the wild. He is part of it." With Owen, the big guy had actually managed to find a chipmunk by pure chance. The big guy didn't really have a plan on how to find his animal. He was just gonna wander through the woods until he hopefully found a chipmunk.
And he did! Sitting on top of a branch eating a nut was a cute little chipmunk that Owen was quick to climb up to get. All the while putting on yet another persona in order to catch it. "Making eye contact with his fellow-creatures creates peace, creates brotherhood. We are one, little fellow. Yes. We are one." Owen said in his 'narrator' voice as he crawled up the branch the chipmunk was on and made eye contact with the small creature with his face just inches away from the critter. "And you're the only thing standing between me and victory. Still, I wove you."
The chipmunk's response…bite Owen's nose and cause the branch to fall off the tree, sending The Naturalist to the ground. With the chipmunk somehow having a tiny little parachute.
LINCOLN AND DAWN
"Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot! Hoot-"
Dawn's owl just kept talking, and talking, and talking, the entire time as Dawn, Lincoln, the owl, and Steve the moose made their way back to camp. Dawn kept her usual expression on the entire time, but Lincoln and Steve weren't as tolerant of the owl's chatting as Dawn was. "Wow…" Lincoln let out dryly as he looked at Steve. "He sure can…talk can he?"
"Loooooo…"
(Translation: Welcome to my life…)
"Ah! We're here!" Dawn spoke up, thankfully cutting off the owl, and making Lincoln and Steve look forward to see the campsite right in front of them. Waiting there was Chris…and a large wooden cage. "Wait…a cage?"
"Well look who's here." Walking up to the four was the host himself, his usual grin on his face. "Ya know, you two actually took longer then I thought you would. Still, can't say I'm surprised." Chris chuckled as Lincoln rolled his eyes and followed Chris over to the change with Steve right behind him. The host of the show then walked up to the wooden cage and opened it up, gesturing to the inside. "Welp, whoever you two agreed on getting first, come put your animal inside."
"W-Wait, hold on!" Dawn said defensively as she held the owl close to her, causing him to let out a hoot. "You never said anything about a cage!"
"Um, how else are we supposed to keep em here?" Chris said as if it was obvious. A grin then came to his face. He knew things were gonna be easy for Dawn in the finding an animal department…but putting an animal in a cage, now that would be a challenge for her. "And if you don't put it in the cage, you don't get the win. No expectations!"
"But-but-but-but-but…" Dawn constantly stuttered as she tried to find any way to not put an innocent wild animal in a cage. Cages were for dangerous criminals and American actors, not precious animals! "He's a free and beautiful creature of mother nature! We can't just put him in a cage like some common crook!"
"Hoot! Hoot! Hoot!"
(Translation: Free? I thought we were all slaves to the corrupted democracy of our country! Hoot! Hoot!)
"Loooooo!" Steve let out.
(Translation: We're in Canada, you moron!)
"Tick-tock…tick-tock…" Chris let out as he pointed to his watch.
Seeing this, Lincoln was quick to try and comfort Dawn about this situation. "Look, it's ok. They won't be in there for long. As soon as the challenge is over, they will be set free." Lincoln told her as he wrapped an arm around his girlfriend. Dawn grumbled a bit, still unhappy about this whole situation. So Lincoln added this bit in, "How about this. The second the challenge is over I'll see em all free."
"…You promise?" Dawn asked as she finally looked at Lincoln.
Lincoln nodded as he walked right next to the cage and leaned against the area next to the door. "I'll be by the door the whole time." He told her with a wink and thumbs up. A gesture that finally cracked a smile out of Dawn as well as a blush. "So come on, let the owl in."
Dawn was still hesitant…but ultimately sighed and nodded. Holding the owl out, Dawn said to it. "Don't worry, I promise we'll let you out as soon as possible." And with that, the owl willingly flew into the cage and perched on one of the bars.
After looking around, the owl let out. "Hoot-hoot-hoot! Hoot-hoot!"
(Translation: Wow! First new friends, then a road trip, and now a beachside cabana! This is amazing!)
Then, as Steve came into the cage, the owl looked at Chris and deadpanned a little. "Hoot. Hoot…"
(Translation: To bad the communities a real killer. Hoot…)
"So, Dawn wins immunity and the meal! Shocker…" Chris said that last part sarcastically, hoping Dawn's hesitance to put the owl in the cage would have lasted longer. "Dawn, your vegan meal awaits in the main lodge."
Dawn clapped a bit, though still upset at the fact she just put the owl in the cage and looked to Lincoln. "Any chance I'm allowed to share my meal~"
"Sure." Chris shrugged. He knew this was gonna happen with her. "Not my food."
"Yes!" Dawn cheered before wrapping an arm around her boyfriend. "Care to join me for dinner~ I'm sure we still have some time before the other arrives. Just make sure we're both at the cage door when we're done."
"Hey, I could eat." Lincoln grinned as he and Dawn went to go get some award food in the main lodge. "And don't worry, I promise those animals will be free as birds when this is over. That owl literally.
HEATHER
Soon after Dawn and Lincoln, many of the other campers had managed to get an animal in the cage. Gwen managed to lead the speedy duck into the cage, Duncan had both managed to snag a coon as well as escape Coon-Tron, after helping them rebuild their dam a beaver was more than willing to help DJ with the challenge, Owen managed to lead the chipmunk into the cage…and ended up in the cage himself causing him to get attacked by a few of the animals inside, and Leshawna eventually managed to catch her frog after getting very, very, very muddy.
The only ones that haven't caught their animal yet were Heather and Courtney. And currently, we're seeing Heather make another attempt to catch Edward. The girl was a bit banged up and soaking wet from falling right into Edwards trap which sent her into the shark-infested part of the lake.
Now, Heather was done playing around. That platypus was hers. "Alright you little freak, we can do this the easy way…or the Heather way," Heather growled as she walked through the woods, following another set of platypus tracks. Heather currently was wielding an oar and had tapped multiple pillows to herself for armor.
But Heather wasn't following blindly anymore. She was keeping her eyes peeled in all directions to see if Edward was anywhere the tracks didn't lead. As she looked around…she spotted something on a stump. "There you are…" Heather growled as she rose up her oar and started tiptoeing towards the stump. At this point Heather either forgot about or didn't care about the penalty for hurting your animal. She wanted this egg-laying mammal to suffer! "You're mine you-huh?"
On the stump wasn't a platypus. But it still made Heather smile as, right in front of her, was a big bag of dill pickle chips. "Huh, guess Chef must have left them here." Heather dropped her oar and licked her lips at the sight of the chips she had been craving for weeks now. "Well, finders' keepers and Chef's a loser!" Heather then picked up the chips…pulling on a string they were attached to. "What the-"
Heather didn't have a chance to finish her sentence as suddenly, shooting right from the trees, were cattails with rose thorns wrapped around them. "AAAAAHHH! OW! OW! OW!" Heather quickly started screaming and running away to avoid the thorned cattails. Her pillows did little to stop them and her body was quickly sustaining cuts with her clothes being torn.
In her running, she ended up running past and ripping apart a wire set up on the ground. This in turn caused a log that was hung up on a try to become loose and quickly make its way towards Heather. The queen bee barely had time to look back at the incoming log as it hit her dead on.
The force sent Heather flying up into the sky and screaming all the way before landing with a thud. "Ooooow…" Heather groaned as she stood up. Her whole body ached and her pillows were all but torn fabric and lost stuffing now. Looking around, Heather was surprised to see herself at the top of the cliff on the island. She didn't even realize she traveled that far and-
CRACK!
Suddenly the ground under her gave out and Heather was soon finding herself falling all the way down to the water 1000-feet-under her…until someone caught her. Heather actually smiled at this and was prepared to actually thank the person for saving her from taking another cliff dive this season…until she saw who had her hand.
Edward.
Narrowing his eyes, Edward started to lower Heather a bit. "N-No! Wait!" Heather pleaded to the platypus as she looked between him and the water down, down, down below. "You don't have to do this!"
Cue: Falling (Puffballsunited)
Edward didn't respond and simply glared at Heather…and let go. The platypus watched the queen bee made her descent to the waterfall down below. Heather screamed all the way down as she did her best to glare at the platypus still on the cliff before landing in the water with a splash.
After seeing the splash, Edward simply waddled away with a satisfied and evil grin on his face.
End music
Back at the campsite, all the campers with the exception of Courtney and Heather were seen at the campsite. Dawn and Lincoln were both by the cage and ready to open the door when this was all over. Everyone else was currently sitting on a stump nearby with a few of them having scratches, or in Leshawna's case mud, over their bodies.
"Alright…let's see." Chris slowly said as he checked his slip board. "DJ…Leshawna…Owen…we're only missing two. Heather with Edward which is probably going the way I think it's going. And Courtney and the bear. Huh, wonder how that's-"
"ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!"
"EVERYONE OUT OF THE WAY!"
As if one cue, charging out of the woods, was an incredibly pissed off bear with Courtney hanging tightly to the bear and trying to lead it to the cage. But the bear wasn't quite willing to cooperate and was sort going on a rampage. "WHAT THE (BLEEP!)" Gwen let out as she and everyone else quickly scattered to the avoid the rampaging bear.
"COME ON YOU STUPID OVERGROWN FURBALL!" Courtney yelled while keeping an iron grip on the bear, refusing to let go. "GET TO THE CAGE! NOT LIKE YOU HAVE ANYTHING BETTER TO DO! YOU'RE A BEAR!"
"ROOOOOOAR!"
"You go babe!" Duncan cheered his girlfriend on with a massive grin…while trying to avoid the rampage himself. "You show that-WOAH!" Unfortunately, Duncan's cheering was cut off as the delinquent was forced to duck in order to avoid getting rammed by a bear.
And that's how it went on for a few minutes. Everyone running around screaming while trying to avoid the bear as it left nothing but destruction in its wake. It even crashed through the cabins, main lodge, and even some of the dock. Destroying everything it could to try and get Courtney off of it's back.
And then…it made its way to the cage. "HOT BELGIAN WAFFLES!" Chris yelled out before ducking for cover.
"WATCH OUT!" Lincoln was quick to pull Dawna away from the cage as the bear came closer and-
CRASH!
There was no need to open the door this time as the bear crashed right through the cage, effortlessly destroying it. This also managed to finally throw Courtney off the bear, leaving the CIT beat up, tired, and on the ground. Now free from her grasp, the bear quickly made its way back to the woods. With the cage gone, all the other animals were quick to run away and back to their home in the woods.
"Hoot! Hoot!"
(Translation: I will be haunted by the events that have just taken place today forever. Hoot! Hoot!)
"Huh, what do you know, the situation took care of itself," Lincoln said as he looked at the destroyed cage as well as the escaping animals. "Guess mother nature can't be contained."
"Yes!" Dawn quietly cheered…before noticing she was in Lincoln's arms. The nature lover then leaned in close to rest her head on his chest. "Aaaaah~"
"Ugh…" Courtney groaned as she sat up and rubbed her head. "Did I win…" Looking around, Courtney saw nearly all the campers, and even Chris, glaring at her and gesturing to all the destruction the bear she brought back to camp caused. "Ooooooh…"
"Yeeeeeeah…" Duncan awkwardly let out as he helped his girlfriend up. "You're kinda in hot water right now…"
THAT NIGHT
Night had fallen on Camp Wawanakwa once more. Time for yet another dramatic bomb fire ceremony where nine campers would turn to eight. Courtney was looking a bit nervous as she held her hands together…while Heather was far from happy with her body soaking wet and covered in bandages with some cuts and bruises still visible.
"You've all cast your votes and made your decision. When I call your name, come up, and claim your marshmallow." Chris informed everyone of the usual rules of the ceremony as he held up a plate of seven marshmallows, Dawn already having received hers due to winning immunity. "The camper who does not receive a marshmallow tonight must immediately return to the Dock of Shame to catch the Boat of Losers and leave. That means you're out of the contest. And you can't come back. Ever."
CONFESSIONAL – GWEN
"One thing I'll be happy to never see again?" Gwen began, just in case she ended up being the one to get the boot. "Chef's food."
CONFESSIONAL – LESHAWNA
"Definitely the food."
CONFESSIONAL – DUNCAN
"The food."
CONFESSIONAL – LESHAWNA
"That is the rankest…"
CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER
"Stankiest…"
CONFESSIONAL – DUNCAN
"Nastiest…"
CONFESSIONAL – GWEN
"Grossest…"
CONFESSIONAL – LESHAWNA
"Oldest…"
CONFESSIONAL – GWEN
"Moldiest…"
CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER
"Blandest…"
CONFESSIONAL – DUNCAN
"Baddest…"
CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER
"Most disgusting slop I have ever had to eat."The queen bee unintentionally finished. "Oh, and the bathrooms?"
CONFESSIONAL – LESHAWNA
"Can you see those stalls?"
CONFESSIONAL – GWEN
"I don't think they've been cleaned in…"
CONFESSIONAL – HEATHER
"Thirty-five years!"
CONFESSIONAL – LESHAWNA
"Wowee, they stink!"
CONFESSIONAL – DUNCAN
"Oh, and I mean stink!"
"The first marshmallow goes to…Lincoln!" Lincoln grinned and handed Dawn both Edward, who was basking in his victory over Heather, as well as a kiss on the cheek before going to get his marshmallow. "Owen, Leshawna, Duncan, Heather, DJ."
With all those names called, only one marshmallow remained…and two campers left. Gwen and Courtney. "One marshmallow, two players." Chris grinned as he held up the plate, Gwen gulping as Courtney sweated a little bit. "Courtney, Gwen. One of you has spent your last night on Total Drama Island."
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"…Gwen." Finally, after waiting more than either girl would have wanted, Chris called the goth over the receive her piece of sugary white safety.
Meanwhile, both Courtney and Duncan slumped down and sighed. "Well, this bites," Duncan grumbled as he kicked the dirt a little bit. So much for heading to the finale with his girlfriend.
"Guess that's it for me," Courtney said as she walked over to Duncan and cupped his cheek in her hand. "Make sure you win this alright?"
"You got it babe." Duncan grinned at his girlfriend before the two shared one last kiss on the island. After a minute, they were forced to separate due to Courtney having a one way trip off the island.
"See you all at the finale." Courtney waved everyone off before heading to the Dock of Shame. With everyone watching the CIT board the boat of losers came the end of yet another episode of Total. Drama. Island.