If U Seek Gail

The fourteenth chapter of Total Drama: Superstar Showdown, posted on September 6, 2014. The merged contestants are stalked through the woods by murderous Total Drama Tokyo alum Gail.
==Story==
“Last time on Total Drama: Superstar Showdown…” Roz began. “Chappy took over as host, once again! But after I dumped my stupid boyfriend, I finally returned. There was a fun little Christmas-themed challenge where the contestants’ family members, and Alejandro, visited and competed in a trivia challenge testing just how much they really knew about their loved ones. The one and only Charles from Total Drama Tokyo won the challenge for Layla and is now spending the night in the cabin with everyone! Estrella was voted out, sadly, since she’s one of my buds. I’m not exactly sure why she was voted out, or what the circumstances surrounding the whole thing were. Pretty mysterious, huh? There’s only one way to find out, though! Tune in today on Total… Drama… Superstar Showdown!”
The contestants are all shown in the cabin, sleeping. Gary is awake and sitting on the couch, browsing Freddit. “Hmm… Anything about on this season on here?” he says, scrolling through.
Gary is shown in the confessional. “I’m startin’ to think that there’s something sketchy going on. Maybe Trey is back up to his old tricks and mystery voting again? Maybe Veronica secretly went berserk after being super irrelevant in School? Maybe Chelsey and Layla are working together due to being the obvious fan favorites and eliminating everyone else? ...Or maybe my paranoia is just over nine thousand?”
Wolfgang, in his pajamas, walks in from the kitchen and crashes onto the couch, putting his naked feet on top of Gary’s keyboard. He immediately falls asleep.
“Uh… Dude? Wanna wake up, please?” Gary says. He tickles Wolfgang’s foot discreetly.
“YOWZA!” yells Wolfgang. He wakes up, and has massive bags under his eyes. “Hey, what was that for? Ugh, stupid wannabe neckbeards and their obsession with the interwebs disrupting my quality naptime…”
“Heh,” says Gary. “Sorry, dude. I’m just pretty suspicious of some goings-on around here. First of all, you have a thing with Helga?! Really? She’s not the most likable gal around.”
“And you think I’m the most likable guy around?” snarls Wolfgang. “That’s hilarious. How did you even hear about that, anyway?”
“Ah, it’s totally gone viral,” Gary says. “It’s all over the front page of fr/totaldrama. Dude, they’re all shipping you! You’ve even got a portmanteau couple name!”
“What does that even mean?” Wolfgang says, angered. “Look, I don’t want you buffoons bothering me about Helga. Seriously, it’s not something I want to talk about.”
Arthur suddenly pops up from behind the couch, and Gary and Wolfgang jump. “Ooh, are we talking about uncomfortable subjects? Yes, count me in.”
Arthur is shown in the confessional. “I cannot believe that my secret love for Julia was exposed to everyone. Like, yeah, I told Kav about it a while ago, but that is not something I tell to just anyone. I mean, it will be hard for Julia to control her undying love for me now that she knows I share her feelings. Oh, yes, Julia loves me. ‘Tis obvious.”
“So, Layla,” Charles says to Layla, who is lying in one of the beds wearing a sleeping mask. “I was just wondering, why is it that you have acted identically to how you were in Tokyo, if not worse, when you said you had changed your ways post-win?”
“Um, don’t sass me, Charles,” Layla says. She then gulps. “Oops, sorry, don’t mean to be rude to you, heh… But yeah, I just missed you, that’s all. Like, I don’t know how to do ANYTHING. I’ve been relying on you this entire time.”
“Well, that shan’t be an issue anymore once I whip you back into tip-top shape,” Charles says. “I have picked up some tricks from my motorcycling gang back in Tokyo. We must work out your abdominal muscles, then you will have strength to go to the fridge.”
“Physical work? Hahahahahahaha, nope,” Layla laughs obnoxiously. “Are you kidding me? No way.”
Charles flexes, and his shirt rips off, revealing his buff stomach. “Get onto the floor and do twenty clap push-ups.”
“Ugh, fine,” says Layla. “But only because you’re Charles.”
Charles says in the confessional, “I truly believe that Layla can go back to being a nice, courteous girl. I just need to be there to help her. I am afraid of what will happen when I leave...”
Layla attempts to do a clap push-up, but a loud “snap” is heard and she is instantly shown lying on the ground moaning loudly.
“Ugh, this is dumb,” Layla says. “You know, Webflicks is calling me anyway. I have to watch the next season of Plaid is the Next Brown.” She takes out a jewel-encrusted laptop and puts in golden earbuds.
Trey is shown in the corner, moping with his eyes shut, as usual. There is a rustling noise, and Nic drops down from the ceiling silently tied to a rope. He takes a few pictures of Trey, then the rope snaps and he falls face-first onto the ground. Before Trey can look at him, Nic scurries away.
Nic says in the confessional, “I know Trey is up to something. Believe me, I am even more devious than before. Meeting Al kinda helped me with that. But word got around that Trey was targeting me last night, and I’m the only true villain here, so I have to stop him.”
Nic walks over to Flora. “Greetings, m’lady,” he says.
“Hi!” says Flora sweetly. “Wait… Have I ever talked to you?”
“We have no time for that,” says Nic hushedly. “Trey thinks he’s evil. We are getting him out. No ifs, ands, or buts.”
“Oh! Wait, why? He’s so nice!” says Flora. “He’s also gay, too. Oops! I don’t think I should’ve said that…”
“Trey is a homosexual?!” Nic says. “That’s even less believable than… uh, what's something that’s really not believable… Bigfoot! I have no doubt that that’s just one of his schemes to try to be as evil as me, Nic.”
“Aw, really?” says Flora. “I think he’s telling the truth! Trey is really great, and doesn’t lie.”
“Hmm, by the way, what was up with your weird answers for the challenge, despite being the human equivalent of an ant?” Nic says. “I am dubious.”
“Uh…” Flora says. “Yeah, I’m pretty hardcore, right?”
Flora says in the confessional, “Whoa, finally someone who believes me! Nic seems pretty cool, and he hasn’t called me boring… yet, so I’m gonna make a friend! Eeee!”
“Yep, the music I listen to is pretty… what do the cool cats say, hella?” Flora says. “Yep. Most bands I listen to don’t even exist. Rad.”
“I do not listen to much music,” says Nic. “I prefer to listen to Alejandro’s soothing voice over and over.” Flora looks at Nic, disturbed.
Chelsey, Veronica and Julia are shown, sitting in the other corner. “Oh my god, I can’t get over the fact that Arthur likes you. It’s so funny, yet so repulsive,” Chelsey gossips. “You know you can do better than that, right, gurl?”
“Can it,” snaps Julia. “I don’t need to be reminded that that abomination has a thing for me. Considering the fact that he does not sing in a boy band, and he’s fat as @#$%, and also really ugly, I’m never gonna date him. I’d rather date Nic. And THAT is saying something.”
“Oh man, yeah, I’d agree with you there,” says Chelsey. “You’d totally lose PP if you went for him, just saying.”
“HEY! Quit implying that it’s even something I’m considering! Because it’s NOT! OKAY?!” yells Julia.
“Um, guys, Nic likes me,” Veronica says.
“Jeez,” Chelsey says, ignoring Veronica. “I was just giving you a warning. Which you should totally heed, since you know, I’m the Queen C.”
“You’re more like the Queen Stop-talking-about-that-morbidly-obese-moron-because-I’m-getting-sick-and-tired-of-it,” rages Julia.
“Yeah? Well--” Chelsey begins. “Oh, hi, Veronica! You, on the other hand, should totally go for Nic. He’s creepy and weird, yes, but he’s also suuuper jacked. Obviously he’s no Alejandro, but it’s not like you’re the most outstanding looker either! ...Uh, did that come off rude? Sorry! Xo!”
Veronica says in the confessional, scowling, “If that horrible Chelsey makes me become her crony like Layla did before, I’m gonna lose it.”
“Ew,” Julia says. “Nope, Nic is gross. Take it from someone who has a fantastic taste in guys, aka me. If you say otherwise, I’ll smash your face in with a crowbar.”
“Uh, yeah, I’m really not into him,” Veronica says. “I mean, he’s kinda cute, but… His personality is like a zero out of ten.”
“Who is kinda cute?” Arthur says, popping up menacingly behind Veronica.
“Leave,” says Julia abruptly.
“Poo,” says Arthur, pouting and walking away.
The contestants are then shown walking to their next challenge, which is in the middle of the forest where Roz stands waiting.
“What happened to all the snow…” mutters Trey. “Wasn’t it just Christmas…?”
“Hey, weather’s weird here, we’re in Michigan,” snaps Roz. “Anyway, you guys ready to get to the challenge? I hope so, because I am! So. Let’s see here. We were ORIGINALLY going to do a music tournament, where you guys would get some fancy equipment and make your own songs and jam out, but SOMEONE left with Estrella despite being required to be here for the challenge. It was, like, under his contract. So, he’s blowing us off, and here’s the thing. Normally I’d force you guys to go and get me a latte or something, but the producers want a Tokyo contestant to help us with today’s challenge. And here’s the other thing. Practically everyone from Tokyo is either here competing, at the losers’ lodge, has disappeared off the face of the earth, wants nothing to do with us anymore, or just… weird. Yeah, not bringing Yuri back, oops. So that leaves one person. And I really didn’t want to have to do this, but the producers completely pushed for it. So, it is my pleasure to announce ex-Total Drama contestant… Gail.”
“Who?” says everyone other than Flora, who has a horrified expression on her face.
Flora says in the confessional, “Gail? The girl who insulted me for being boring while having no personality either? Aww, man… Seriously, Roz?!”
The trees rustle, and Gail swoops down. She is wearing camouflaged clothing and has warpaint below her eyes, in addition to a mossy green-colored bandana.
“That’s right, I’m back,” says Gail. “I doubt you guys remember me. But I totally remember you all… And especially you.” She grins evilly at Flora.
Gail says in the confessional, “The fact that the stupid freakin’ viewers called ME boring, when SHE exists, is blasphemous. I’m out to get my revenge. She better fear me.”
“So, who even is this person and what is our challenge?” Nic says.
“Your challenge is to hide in the woods,” says Roz. “Basically, it’s like Hide and Be Sneaky back in TDI, only Gail is chasing you rather than Chef. Apparently he had an ‘appointment’ to go to. And I’ve been told that the gun she’s carrying doesn’t carry water in it, only a ‘mysterious, life-threatening fluid,’ whatever that means. Oh, and if you’re tagged, NO helping Gail. Nuh-uh. Nope. The last person to be found wins the challenge! So, yeah, you guys got like ten minutes to hide wherever you want, then it’s time to release Gail!”
“Heh-heh-heh…” laughs Gail evilly, rubbing her hands together.
Julia sprints away, and Arthur follows her, huffing and puffing. “Hey… Julia… Would you mind it if I came and hid with you?”
“YES,” Julia says rudely. “Your soft, @#$%ty body would give us both away. Scram.”
Julia says in the confessional, “As much as it pains me to say this… I actually prefer obnoxious moron Arthur to lovey-dovey Arthur.”
Arthur says in the confessional, “Wooing Julia shall be rather difficult. Wait, I have an idea...” He takes out his cell phone. “There’s only one other person who has experience dealing with volatile gingers.” He dials a number on his phone.
Wolfgang is then shown in the woods, covering himself with sticks and forest brush. “Hm,” he says. He smears some mud on his arms and dives into a nearby pile of leaves.
“I know nothing about Gail,” he says in the confessional. “Except that she called me cute on the very first day of Tokyo, for some reason - she’s probably got vision issues - and she’s freakin’ scary. Thankfully, I’m an expert at hiding.”
Flora is then seen walking about and sees the pile of leaves Wolfgang is hiding in. “Ooh!” she says quietly. She then brushes off some leaves and accidentally touches Wolfgang’s head.
Wolfgang jumps up. “AAAAAAAUGH!”
“Eeeeeeek!” screams Flora. The two scream at each other for a while, then Flora pipes up. “Oh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!”
“Shhh, Gail could be coming!” snaps Wolfgang. “But that’s fine. Just… get in here.” He grabs some massive handfuls of leaves and places them onto the pile, and the two crawl in.
“How did you do that?” says Flora blandly. “This is really cool!”
“Yeah, I don’t go to school often…” says Wolfgang. “I pretty much don’t do anything except go into the woods in my free time and build stuff like this. It’s a good place to get away from people, considering I hate most of ‘em.”
“I don’t hate you!” Flora says sweetly.
“Heh… Uh, I mean, I don’t know if the feeling is mutual,” growls Wolfgang. “But if you shut up and let me win the challenge, then yeah, I won’t hate you either.”
“Okay!” says Flora. The two quiet down.
Gail then sprints by. “Ugh, I swear I heard some of them around here!” She pauses, looks around, doesn’t notice Wolfgang and Flora, then leaves.
Gail is shown in the confessional. “Being an Animal Lover, I live like an animal sometimes, and as a result, I have quite the keen sense of smell. And I SWORE I smelled something! It smelled like a combination of schnitzel, B.O., and perfume. Hmm…”
Trey is then shown in a tree, staring out into space. Chelsey walks by, and Trey jumps from the tree, startling Chelsey.
“Hey…” says Trey. “Thanks for helping me vote out Estrella last night…”
“Um, yeah, why wouldn’t I?” Chelsey says. “Estrella was pretty lame, and I’m always in the mood for helping you out! You’re really just a misunderstood, flaming dude, y’know? Plus, you have some experience with being popular, and that ALWAYS helps.”
“All right…” says Trey. “So, I guess we have an alliance or something now…? That sounds cool…”
Chelsey says in the confessional, “Okay, Trey is a weirdo. I’m kinda uncomfortable around him. Buuut, he’s such a sweetie and he’s really strategic, too! As you know, I LOVE strategy.”
“Hey, where do you think we should hide…” says Trey. “What about this tree?”
“Haha, I like you and all, but I’m going to go off on my own. I’m a strong independent woman. Toodles, Trey!” Chelsey says, and she runs away.
Trey climbs back up into the tree and continues to stare into the distance. Nic’s head drops down from a far tree branch and gasps.
Nic is shown in the confessional. “I KNEW it! Trey was the culprit of the Estrella vote-out! His act is not fooling me whatsoever. I laugh at his pathetic attempts to be a villain. I gotta inform the others!”
Nic sprints across the tree then falls out of it. He lands right on top of Veronica, who’s walking by.
“Oof!” says Nic, landing on her. He then quickly reaches in and kisses her on the lips.
“Ew, what are you doing, Nic?!” Veronica says, startled.
Nic then rips his shirt off. “My darling, it is dangerous to go alone in these woods. Take this.” He drapes the sweatshirt around Veronica.
“Ohmygod, it’s so sweaty…” Veronica says, crumpling up his shirt into a ball. “Okay, Nic, listen, I’m not really interested in pursuing a relationship. Is that okay? Did I hurt you? Bye...” She walks away.
“B-b-but…” Nic says. “Aw, come on, can I at least have my shirt back?”
Veronica says in the confessional, “Aw, I feel bad… But that’s something I had to do! I have to assert myself! Nic is a great guy, I’m sure, when he’s not trying to be like someone he isn’t. I prefer guys to just be themselves! Though I suspect his true self is pretty weird, too…”
Gail then appears out of nowhere, and shoots her gun at Nic and Veronica. The two are then doused with the suspicious liquid. “Gotcha!” she shrieks.
“Curses!” yells Nic. “Wait, you’re pretty attractive too…”
“You guys are coming along with me,” says Gail forcefully. “Right now. Tell me if you see anything mysterious stalking about in the woods.”
Gary is shown mysteriously stalking about in the woods. He then sees a cave, and sprints into it.
“Whoo! Yeah!” he says, looking around. “This is a great hiding spo-- Oh.” Layla and Charles are shown in the corner, having a deep conversation.
“Greetings,” says Charles. “I do believe that Layla found this cave first.”
“I promise I won’t talk, all right?” Gary says.
“Ew, you’ll still be annoying,” says Layla. “Even your breathing irks me. Get out.”
“Layla, what did I tell you about improving your personality for good like you did for a short while back in Tokyo?” Charles said. “Being polite to others is a very good step.”
“Yeah, agreed,” says Gary. “Then maybe you’d be more well-liked online. People don’t really like you, sorry.”
“They don’t like me?! ME?! Wait, what did I do?” Layla says. “This happened last season too. Urgh. Charles, fix it.”
Charles takes out a massive uPad. “My dear Layla, I do not have any service out here. Plus, it does not matter what others think about you. What you think about yourself is the one thing that truly counts.”
“Yeah, and I think I’m really smart, nice, and pretty,” says Layla. “And also… kinda lonely, you know? That’s what you’re here for!” She hugs Charles.
“Hey, I can be your fri--” Gary starts.
“No,” Layla says. “Go back to creepily hitting on Meg.”
“Layla, I regret to inform you that I am leaving tonight after this challenge is over,” Charles says. Layla’s eyes begin to water. “How will you survive once I have resumed my motorcycling career in Tokyo?”
“I’m totally going to do it,” says Layla. “Just watch me.”
“Yep, since you did it so well last time,” Gary says sarcastically.
“I don’t even KNOW YOU!” Layla yells.
“Aw, fine,” Gary says. “If you’re gonna be like that, I guess I’ll just find another hiding spot.” He runs out of the cave. He is then heard screaming loudly, and Gail is heard cackling.
“Sometimes the universe just gets me what I want,” shrugs Layla. Charles weakly nods his head.
Arthur is then shown, still talking on the phone. “Okay? Is this truly what you think would be good, or are you just joshin’ me again? No? All right. The deed shall be done.” He then hangs up. “Now, if I were a small, cute brown-haired ginger with anger management issues and a disturbing obsession with a band aimed at tweens, where would I be?”
A cough is then heard. Arthur looks behind the tree in front of him, and sure enough, Julia is standing there, hiding. “EW! What are you doing here?!” she hisses. “I’m trying to hide!”
“Julia…” says Arthur, recounting Puck’s advice. “Can you be my bae?”
Julia looks at Arthur for an extended period of time with a completely blank expression. “Wait, is this just you being annoying, as usual, or are you being serious?” Julia says.
“I am being entirely serious,” says Arthur. “As serious as my great-grandma Trudy was when she realized there was a leech in her intestines.”
“Okay, Arthur, lose like a hundred pounds, get a perm, and write 54 songs - well, not counting the unreleased ones - about girls you find beautiful, then we’ll talk. Until then, NO,” Julia says. She kicks him in the crotch, then storms away.
Julia is shown in the confessional. “URGGHHHH! Okay, listen. I have a confession to make. Maybe kindergarten-aged Julia might’ve had a crush on Arthur. Y’know how the little girlies like to be mean to guys they like? Yep, that happened. But not anymore. No way. That was before he got husky. And he was actually a freakin’ gentleman back then.”
Wolfgang and Flora are then shown, out of the leaf pile, but in what looks like a remote part of the woods. “Startin’ a fire is pretty easy, actually,” grumbles Wolfgang, as he collects some sticks and adds them to the fire he has made. “Good defense for if Gail comes.”
“That’s really cool!” says Flora. “I like roasting marshmallows when I make campfires.”
There is a sound, and Gail swoops down from behind Flora. “And I like roasting YOU!” she yells. Gail pounces towards Flora, and Flora begins to sprint away from Wolfgang.
“Wait! Don’t you wanna know how I keep starting fires?!” Wolfgang yells.
“Uh, I’m kinda busy!” yells Flora, trying to dodge the sprays of liquid coming out of Gail’s gun.
Wolfgang, looking at Flora being chased by the angry Gail, shrugs and continues to sit back and tend to the fire.
Wolfgang says in the confessional, “Yeah, I guess I don’t despise Flora, as much as I hate to admit it. I mean, sure, she has no personality whatsoever, and I can see through her vapid attempts to be ‘cool,’ but I prefer no personality to an abhorrent personality, like pretty much everyone else here.”
Flora then dives into a bush, and Gail stops. “Ugh, again?” she says. “Roxette Madelleine Gail Zzyzwicz will NOT give up! Okay, where are my minions?!”
Gary, Nic, and Veronica mope up behind Gail. “Man, I really don’t want to do this!” says Gary. “My joints are aching! Going from sitting on the Internet to being thrust into the competition really hurt me physically…”
“Hmm, Gail,” says Veronica. “Do you think I could lead you to where Layla is?”
“Eh, whatever, I don’t care,” says Gail gruffly. “I want to find that Flora first. Fresh meat.”
“Now, while Gail is off finding Flora, would you like to talk with me? We can have some bonding time, hm?” Nic winks. “You did say you wanted to know the real me.”
“Wait, how did you know that?!” panics Veronica. “That was confessional-only info…”
“Well, first of all, I enjoy Jon Blue novels,” Nic says. “Since you are very much a typical teen, we can bond over that.”
Nic says in the confessional, “That’s what’s popular right now… right? I mean, I would not know, considering the only text I regularly read is How To Be A Burromuerto: An Autobiography.”
“Oh… I actually mostly just read instruction manuals,” Veronica says. “I especially like the ones that come from that Norwegian furniture company! I can’t really understand what they say, haha… But I like chairs!”
“Okay… Well, I guess that works,” says Nic.
Chelsey is then shown with Arthur and Julia, walking along. “You know, Julia, as gross as Arthur is, he DOES have a cult following. It’d be a surefire way to get you more popular, girl,” Chelsey says.
“...Ugh, Chelsey, you said earlier today that I’d LOSE PP if I went for him!” Julia says.
“Well… Um…” Chelsey says, thinking. “I guess… Yeah, ignore that. Don’t date him.”
“You’re obviously saying that because you would like to date me instead,” winks Arthur. “I know it, Chelsey. And also--” His watch then beeps, and sure enough, the underwear is on his head. “Getting into a serious relationship while one is young has a strong potential to be volatile. Yes, it is not the greatest choice, but once you’ve matured in other areas, you--”
“ARTHUR, SHUT UP!” yells Julia. “Seriously, Gail is going to find us any second, thanks to you!”
“And that second is now…” cackles a voice from the trees. Gail swoops down on a vine, grabs the three, then attempts to get away. Arthur’s girth weighs her down, however, and the four fall onto the ground.
Julia lands on top of Arthur and her lips touch his. Arthur then shouts loudly and flings the underwear off of his head. “YAS!” he yells.
“Wait, what just happened?!” Julia says. She suddenly realizes what she has done. “NOOOOOOOO!” she wails.
“Okay, that’s super cute and all, but…” says Chelsey. “I spent a really, really long time on this hair and makeup today, folks. Thanks a lot, GAIL.”
“Chelsey, I know that you have a purse made out of crocodile skin at home!” Gail says angrily.
“Wait, how did you know that…?” says Chelsey, looking scared.
“I! LOVE! ANIMALS!” yells Gail. “I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS WRETCHED BEHAVIOR!”
“Well, okay, but--” says Chelsey.
“SHUT IT!” bellows Gail. “I’ve captured you, anyway! And your little friends, too!”
“Um, I wouldn’t be caught dead with these two under any circumstances other than these,” says Chelsey, rolling her eyes.
“That was totally on purpose,” says Arthur. “Yes, it’s all coming together now. Your wrath towards me in math class, on Tiki Jungle, and even here, it is all because of your love for me. Seriously, you may say ‘Arthur is awful,’ but on the inside, you’re really thinking ‘Arthur is love, Arthur is life.’”
“I literally fell smack-dab on top of your massive noggin, how did you not think I’d touch you somewhere?” Julia growls. “It just happened to be on the lips. Nothing to do with romance or anything. Ugh.”
“Minions, come with me! We have mad work to do!” Gail says. “Who’s left… Trey, Layla, Wolfgang, and FLORA?! She’s still out there? I will go to the ends of the earth to make sure she doesn’t win…”
Veronica, Nic, and Gary materialize out of the bushes. “Oh, hi, guys!” says Veronica. “Listen, I know where Layla is. Follow me.”
“I don’t give a @#$% about Layla! I WANT FLORA!” Gail yells.
“You know, Flora could possibly be on the way to Layla!” says Veronica. “Come on!”
“Okay, fine,” Gail grumbles. “Come on, posse.” She leads the growing mob of contestants to the cave.
Trey is then shown sitting on the ground, playing with dirt. He sees the group, shrugs, and joins them. “Hi…” he says.
“Wait, what? You’re voluntarily coming with us?” Nic says. “That doesn’t seem very villainous of you, now, does it?”
“I’m in a pensive mood, dude…” says Trey. “No time for challenges…”
Trey says in the confessional, “You know, it’s true… I am feeling pensive. Keenan is actually good for something, and that something is putting vengeful thoughts in my head. I can use my alliance with Chelsey to take out a nuisance like Nic or an actual threat… Who would that be, though…”
“So, um, what’s with your fashion sense?” Layla says to Wolfgang, who’s now in the cave with him, Charles, and Flora. “That scarf is really, really cute. It looks like something I’d buy on one of my ‘pretend-to-be-poor’ days.”
“Layla, is this what you consider being nice to others?” Charles says.
“Charles, you KNOW I’m a nice chick,” snaps Layla. “Oh, wait, don’t wanna be rude to you, you’re Charles, I forgot. Sorry!” She frowns.
“Hmph,” says Wolfgang. “I got it at Suburban Dressers, if you really care THAT much. One of the only times I actually went into civilization and came out satisfied. Well, except for that moronic hipster who said I needed to brush my hair… Let’s not talk about what happened when THAT tickled my eardrums.”
Suddenly, Gail appears. “GOTCHA!” she yells. The two are squirted with the suspicious liquid.
“UGH!” says Layla. “Charles, do you have any way to magically separate this water from my clothes?” She sniffs it. “Oh, wait… That is NOT water.”
“Great,” Wolfgang rolls his eyes, while sitting there sopping wet.
Flora peeks her head out from behind the rock. “Wait! Is that everyone? Does that mean…”
“Wait. No. It can’t be. Nononono. That’s not--” Gail begins.
Roz appears from out of nowhere. “Yep! You’re right, Gail! Flora! Wins! Immunity!” Flora jumps up and down and squeals.
Flora is shown in the confessional. “Eeee! Finally an immunity! Will this improve the public’s opinion of me? Does winning tons of challenges count as a personality? Oh my god, I hope so soooo much!”
“Whatever, I’m out of here,” Gail grumbles. She throws down a smoke bomb, and disappears in a cloud of brightly colored smoke. Everyone stares.
The contestants are shown meandering about the cabin before the elimination ceremony.
“All right, Layla, I’m afraid ‘tis time,” says Charles, who has his motorcycle parked right next to him.
“Come on!” Layla says. “Couldn’t we hide you in the cabin? You’d totally fit. But… I guess… Fine. Just leave.” She begins to sob and jumps into Charles’s arms.
“Oh… Well, I am flattered that you think so highly of me,” says Charles.
“Dude, you’re great,” says Layla. “Keep doing what you’re doing. As for me, I’ll keep doing what I’M doing, also known as being pissy that you’re not around. I’ll be fine!”
Charles smiles, puts on his helmet, and says, “Do you think you could pull off a second win? I think yes.” He then drives off into the sunset as romantic music plays.
Layla says in the confessional, “Despite me treating him like crap for 95% of his airtime, that man is a legend. But I’m PISSED at Veronica for giving me away. I want her gone.”
Gary is shown inside the house eating pizza. “Hey, Nic, who you voting?” he says. “Wanna vote Trey? I still want the guy out.”
Nic, who is looking up Norwegian furniture, looks up from his computer screen for a second. “Oh. Meh. Sure, I suppose.”
Nic is shown in the confessional. “Do I vote for Trey now, or do I wait to have a villainous breakout later on so I can take out Trey in a flashy manner? Decisions, decisions…”
Veronica is shown in the confessional. “I’m really content with how this challenge turned out! Flora representing the Chicks Against Boringness and winning makes me happy. But obviously, I’d prefer if it was me. Thankfully, I’m voting Layla tonight!”
Roz is shown with the contestants at the elimination ceremony. “Hello, everyone!” she says. “Soooo, looks like Gail didn’t brutally maim any of you. Good, good. I’m liking it. Flora, here’s a seashell for winning the challenge!”
Flora catches her seashell and embraces it.
“Arthur, Julia, you two lovers are safe too,” says Roz. Julia, with an enraged look on her face, starts breathing heavily.
“Trey, Wolfgang, Chelsey, Nic, aaaand Gary,” says Roz.
“Yippee!” says Gary, as he catches his seashell.
“Ladies. Layla, Veronica, there’s probably a multitude of reasons why you guys are here. But sadly, one of you is out. And the last seashell goes to…”
“Layla!”
“Well, I’m...” begins Veronica, standing up. “Surprisingly not mad at all. Or even slightly peeved or anything. The fact that you guys considered me enough of a threat to vote me out means that I’m no longer a doormat! HA! Suck it, Amanda!” She points to the screen.
“Veronica, you are a pretty girl,” says Nic. “Despite the fact that I have been rejected already, want to go out for burritos after I get voted out?” He winks.
Veronica rushes over to Nic and Layla and kisses them both on the cheek. Nic turns bright pink. “Thanks so much for making me snap, guys! I knew it was finally gonna happen!” Veronica says.
“Ew, get your smelly lips off me, ex-servant,” Layla groans.
“And Flora,” continues Veronica, rushing over to her. “You’re going to do this. You are the sole CAB member left. I wish you the best of luck.”
“Aww,” says Flora. “Thanks!”
Veronica skips to the Boat of Losers, flashes a peace sign at everyone, and disappears off into the sea.
“Well, that was an… er, explosive episode!” says Roz. “We have nine left! Who will experience a #totaldramabreakdown next? Find out next time on Total… Drama… Superstar Showdown!”