FIFTH SEASON BLUES - PART 2

Dawn, using her magical Dawn abilities of Dawness, sighed happily underwater as she saw the beautiful sea life dance around her. The toxic waste had been removed entirely and everything had all but returned to normal. From the seaweed compacted on the floor, to the large schools of fish swimming by, it all looked lovely.

"Nature is beautiful and marvelous." Dawn cooed, "Sometimes I wish I could just live in the majesty of the natural world all the time."

As the moonchild swam around, she came across a little fish that she sensed was looking for his daddy. She listened to the fishes cries and agreed to help the little thing. She looked to the creature's aura and after she had memorized it, looked for auras that were similar. The light blonde sensed something west and gestured for the fish to follow her. They found a small sea ditch covered with algae. Inside was an old hair gel package, the kind Chris always used. Stuck inside was the young fish's father. Dawn was very determined to free the poor soul and using her small fingers was able to maneuver the thing out, freeing him forever. As the happy reunion took place, Dawn put the gel bottle in her skirt, so no creature would ever get stuck in it again. The fish gave off such aura of joy that Dawn's aura began to fill with that same emotion.

The joy, unfortunately, was abruptly ended as something big jumped into the sea and grabbed Dawn. That something was Mama DJ and she spanked the nature-lover three times. Dawn almost drowned but got to air quick enough where she gasped for breath. Upon the shore was B, who had been found minutes before.

"Oh, why must you destroy the tranquility of nature?" Dawn pouted and crossed her arms.

"Enjoy the tranquility of the mess hall where all the losers go!" Mama DJ shot back, "Because that's what you are."

Dawn just sighed and got out of the water and walked over to a waiting B. When the inventor saw the sad look on her face, the boy gave her a friendly pat on the back. The moonchild looked up at her large pal.

"Thanks B. You are a wonderful friend."

The two oddballs shared a smile before silently walking to the mess hall.

DJ sat on his branch as he waited for the challenge to be over.

"Ahh..." the teddy bear let down his new tough guy exterior to enjoy the nature around him. One piece of that nature came in the form of a squirrel, an insanely cute and fluffy little squirrel.

"Aww, look at you." DJ cooed as he pet the creature.

"Well son, looks like your not so tough after all." Mama DJ chuckled on the ground below. This scared the living daylights out of DJ, causing him to smack the poor squirrel of the tree.

"No!" DJ shrieked in regret, "Mama, why'd you make me do that?!"

"I am not making you do nothing except fall out of this tree."

"And how will you do that? Are you gonna climb up here?"

"Nope." Mama DJ smirked and pulled out a chainsaw. Despite DJ's screams of fear, his mommy brought that tree, and subsequently her son, down to the forest floor.

"Ow..." DJ winced as he rubbed his head. He felt more pain in his butt as it was brutally spanked three times.

"The moral of this story son, is to listen to your mother." Mama Dj whispered in the ear of her son, "I wanted you to come down out of the tree willingly so I didn't have to do what I just. Now report to the mess hall, dear. You're a loser, but you still tried your very best."

"Yeah, yeah, Mama." DJ rolled his eyes as he walked away, "You know, you don't need to encourage me like that, I'm not some little kid anymore."

"The appropriate response to what I said would be, 'Gee thanks Ma! Love you.' Not the sass he just pulled with me." Mama DJ growled, "What has gotten into my smoochie poo?"

"I really, really hope she's not here to stay." DJ groaned, "Because I don't think I will be able to change who I am if my mother constantly reminding me how much of a special snowflake."

Brick and Anne Maria were very tired after sprinting through the forest for so long and decided to stop.

"Well..." Anne Maria panted, "I think we've gone far enough."

"Affirmative." Brick gasped before he collapsed on his face.

"Oh goodness!" the tanned girl gasped as she rushed to his aid, "You okay, Brick baby?"

"Yes ma'am." the cadet affirmed, "Just tired. Haven't run like that since boot camp. You could certainly dominate me in a race."

"Pffft. Naw, you just needed some practice. You seem pretty brawny."

"Well, um, thank you! Thank you a lot! You a beautiful young woman, who seems very kind."

Anne Maria blushed a bit at the compliment.

"Maybe I was wrong about Brick." Anne Maria smiled, "Maybe he is attractive in a way. A lot a ways."

Right as Brick was about to stand back up, someone grabbed his legs and dragged him into the bushes. This caused the jersey girl to scream louder than the spanking the unibrowed soldier received.

"Run!" Brick insisted, "Its DJ's mom!"

"Don't give her hints! Report to the mess hall since you are now a loser. An honorable one, but still a loser." Mama DJ said as she climbed out of the bushes. But by the time she had already done so, Anne Maria had taken Brick's advice and ran off.

"Run on, Anne Maria," Brick said as he saluted, "You are an honorable soldier whom I'm glad to have on my team.

"Now this is good eating!" Izzy cackled as she downed another bag of M&M's. Eva, however, looked like she was gonna throw up.

"Ugh," she groaned as she put down a bag of cheese puffs, "I think I ate too much. STUPID CHEESE PUFFS BEING TOO FREAKING DELICIOUS!"

As the angry psycho laid a redundant beat-down on the chip bag, Izzy cheered her on.

"Yeah! Go Eva! Show that trans-fat coated beautifulness who's boss!"

After laying down the last punch, Eva sighed with a bit of sad frustration.

"Izzy?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I'm too… you know… angry?

"Hmmm." Izzy began to think, "Well, Izzy thinks you're just fine! Other people may think so, though. But who cares about them, right?"

"Oh, I'm not doing it because I give /censored/ what other people think of me. I haven't for a long time."

The muscle buff grunted as she got up to wash off her stained hands, "I dunno, I just feel as if-"'

Her development as a person abruptly ended when the sink she went to was, unfortunately for him, occupied by Tyler.

"What the heck?!"

"Eva? Was that you eating?" Tyler asked in his pretzel position, 'You sounded like you were tearing apart someone!"

"What?!" Eva snarled, 'Are you saying I'm such a psycho I'd be mauling someone?!"

"What?" The brunette went wide-eyed in fear, No no no, I just was-"

"WELL SHUT UP YOU PATHETIC MORON!" the girl said as she grabbed Tyler and through him screaming out the window, "YOU KNOW NOTHING!"

"Okay." Izzy began as they ignored Tyler cries and a swatting sound, "If you don't want to be considered an angry psychopath, you soooo shouldn't do that."

"Yeah." Eva sighed, "I know... Iz, do you think you'd be able to help me out? You know, to help quell my rage? I am getting sick of it."

"Of course!" the redhead agreed as they stood up, 'You are like, my best friend here! I will totally help you."

"Thanks." Eva actually smiled and gave the crazy a hug, who warmly accepted it back. They, unfortunately, did this at the wrong time, as DJ's mother discovered them and swatted their fannies.

"Whoa, you got us!" Izzy laughed as she broke the hug.

"I did and that means you've lost! So get over it and head to the mess hall." the spanker shouted, "I ought to swat you extra for making me lose my spoon!"

"Oh, get over it," Eva said as she and Izzy left the bathrooms, "Huh, I didn't smash anything when I lost. That doesn't normally not happen."

"See!" Izzy beamed, 'You're already learning!"

Fifteen of the campers had been discovered by Mama DJ, as there were fifteen losers chilling out in the mess hall. The room had been forcefully divided in two. The table by the door was for the Screaming Coconuts, and the one by the kitchen was the table for the Killer Apples.

"Hush now," DJ said as he rocked Lightning in one arm and fed him powder protein in the other, "Please, please don't cry anymore. no one wants to hear you."

Brick and Bridgette were having a nice conversation about teamwork.

"I can't tell you how refreshing it is that I have a teammate who is actually normal and not a terrible person." Bridgette smiled.

"I hear ya." Brick smiled, "Sometimes it's hard to keep your head in the game when people are giving you a hard time. But you seem like a strong person. You'll get through this game fine."

"Aw, thanks Brick." the blonde smiled even larger, "Hopefully my clumsiness won't cause us to lose any challenges."

"I am sure it won't. Besides, we all make mistakes."

"Hey you two." Heather approached.

"No, we do not want to be in an alliance." the surfer girl informed flatly.

"I'm not asking you for an alliance!" the queen bee responded, "I just wanted to- oh never mind. Forget you."

"Is she always that pleasant, Bridgette?"

"Unfortunately yes."

As their conversation continued, Sam was sitting on the opposite end, still in his own little world. The Screaming Apples were having a decent enough time. B and Dawn had taken a nap and were leaning on each other. Lindsay was looking through photos of her on the wiki with Sierra.

"Oh my gosh I look so cute in that pic!" the blonde squealed as another snapshot came on the screen, "Ewww, but I do not look good in that one."

"Oh you look fine," Sierra said, "Oh look, another vandal, better aler- Dang it! That phoniex guy beat me to it! Again!"

Cody was rocking out to his tunes on his contraband iPod, looking more than a tad bit dorky.

"Hey Noah." Izzy greeted as she crept up upon him, "Whatcha doing?"

"Reading Moby Dick," Noah answered, accustomed to Izzy sneaking up on him.

"Ooo! You have a potty mouth!"

"What do you want Izzy? You clearly want something."

"That is correct! Give the egghead a prize! Izzy wants to know if you will help Eva with her anger issues. Your sarcasm can help her test her patience"

"Iron woman wants to work on her social skills?" Noah retorted as she looked to her and Tyler, the two having a push-up contest, "Eh, why not."

"Really? You're saying yes just like that?"

"Yeah."

"I'm surprised you didn't put up a fight and start crying about how it was too much effort."

"That was easy!" Izzy clapped her hands in excitement before gnawing on her arm for her own amusement.

"What can I say?" Noah shrugged, "Aside from Owen, who isn't here, they're the only real friends I have. So I'm fine helping out, it's not like I have anything better to do..."

The bookworm began to feel his head

"Does my head really look that much like an egg?"

"And then we will take Brick with us to the final three, where we will tease him into despair," Staci explained, "And then he will be so insecure that he will lose whatever challenge. And that will lead us into the final two where we'll split the prize money. Sound good?"

"Yeah, eh! We are gonna show them who the real losers are." Ezekiel grinned, "But do you think our tactics are a bit much?"

"Huh? Yah, I guess so. But who cares?"

"I know, but isn't eliminating Heather by framing her for blowing up an orphanage over the top, eh? How would that even work?"

"Zeke, you gotta-"

"But Staci, c'mon, eh."

"Zeke!" Staci shouted, "You need to be unafraid to get ruthless. Anyone who has ever been anyone in this game has been. While your point about our plans for Heather is true, and we'll change them, after all, I really don't really think there are any orphanages near here. But you shouldn't even give a crap about how they are going to feel. My mother never did for me and none of the idiots care that much about either of us! If they don't care, why should you or I give them that same benefit?! Have you forgotten how everyone left you to die as a zombie-like thing?!"

"... you're right, eh." the homeschooled spat, "Let's show them what we first boots are really made of."

As they both cackled, the first evil cackle of their lives, another cackle came from the bushes as Mama DJ pounced upon and then spanked them.

"What the heck, eh!" Ezekiel cringed from the pain of the crushing.

"Report to the mess hall, ya losers."

"Whatever." Staci grumbled as she and her alliance partner walked away, "And I thought I was fat…"

Anne Maria ran into the confessional, clearly tired and out of breath. She quickly checked to make sure she saw no angry, spoon-wielding mothers nearby before shutting the door quietly.

"Good, no one's here. I'll just stay in here and hide from Mama DJ. She's probs already looked in here."

The Jersey girl took out a can of hairspray from her poof.

"Plus I could spray my poof without botherin' nobody! I have lungs of steel after all.

As she sprayed her hair, the sound, as well the smoke of the spray protruding from the openings in the outhouse, lured Mama DJ right to her hiding spot. Anne Maria failed to notice Mama DJ walking in. She also then failed to realize that the woman spanked her thrice, eliminating her from the challenge. Mama DJ actually had to shake her to get her attention.

"What da?!" Anne Maria twirled her head around, "When did you get here?"

"That really doesn't matter child." the mom explained as she pointed towards the open door, "Report to the mess hall of loserdom!"

As Anne Maria came to the mess hall with the stench of losing, Jo was watching her from the roof.

"And I believe that is everyone!" Jo cheered.

"Hey, what gives? The last loser from the other team came in a while ago" Jo ranted. But what the poor girl did not realize is that the last Screaming Coconut had not yet been found, but Mama knew this.

"Gurl, shut your mouth." Mama DJ commanded as she climbed up to the roof.

"Um, I don't need help down, old lady." the jockette sneered.

"You will when you start crying that you have lost the challenge!"

"What?! I'm the only one you haven't spanked! my team should have won!"

"That's where you're wrong, brat! there is one I have not spanked. And he's about to win."

As DJ's mother revealed this fact, a coconut washed up onto the shores of Wawanakwa. And not just any regular coconut, but Mr. Coconut.

"I forgot about the stupid coconut?!" Jo screamed as she punched the outhouse wall in a rage.

"And Mr. Coconut wins for the Screaming Coconuts!" Chef announced. This caused the nine other members of the team to cheer. B even did the Bernie in celebration.

"We did it Tyler!" Lindsay squealed as they began to make out.

"Fist bump?" Cody offered Noah. The bookworm looked at the fist offered to him and rolled his eyes before accepting it with a smile. Directly after, Izzy glomped his egghead.

"Do we have rewards this season?" Sierra asked.

"LOL, nope," Chef commanded, "Just be happy with winning you ungrateful brats!"

"My team has no excuse for losing. If the freaking coconut can carry us to victory, then just imagine how us humans will be able to dominate this game." Eva smirked, "And dominate we will.

The losing team did not take part in their joy.

"We lost?!" Lightning gasped before falling to his knees for another sobbing session,"No! SHA-WAAAH!"

"Um..." Bridgette said as he awkwardly bent down and patted Lightning's back, "There, there."

"I would just like to point out that Staci and I should not be voted out first, eh." Ezekiel stated, "As we were one of the last people to get caught."

"Yah." Staci nodded as if on cue, "We losers did better than most of you more experienced players."

"While there is no need to boast." Brick narrowed his eyes, "I feel they are correct. They did do exceptionally well, as did Jo and Anne Maria. I recommend that they be off limits for voting."

"Man, I almost forgot that we have to vote people off." DJ snapped his fingers, "I don't want to have to do that."

"Well I don't know about you guys, but Lightning thinks you all should get the boot." the jock said as his sadness turned to annoyance, "You are all losers. How could you let the team down!"

"Um, jockstrap." Jo reminded as she smacked him upside the head, "You were the first one eliminated from the challenge!"

"That was a fluke!" Lightning insisted, "That old woman is just prejudiced towards black people!"

"Dude, you do realize she's black too? Right?" DJ questioned.

"Umm..." The arrogant loser even realized the problem with that statement, "... well, whatever! I'm still a strong player! I just... I just let my guard down I sha-guess. But it won't sha-happen again! Please don't vote me off."

"Beggin' won't get ya nowhere, hon." Anne Maria said. This caused Lightning not to run off screaming and crying, but to walk away with his head hung low.

"Ugh, I want to vote out Lightning really badly." Bridgette began, "But I have this feeling that there's more to Lightning's wailing than just simply losing."

Bridgette turned to the door with a concerned look on her face.

"It just sounds like he's so broken… I think I'll talk to Dawn about this. After all, she is better suited for understanding the emotions of other people, right?"

For the second time, Sam entered the confessional, and like last time, it was not at all intentional on his part. The gamer was still glued to his game, and still had no idea what was going on.

"Woot! Woot! A new and improved high score!"

"Well, I think we all agree on who to vote off tonight." Jo nodded.

"Agreed." Brick responded, "Lighting must go. I hate to say so, but I hope he understands it's due to his terrible attitude."

"But must he?" Staci wondered, "I mean, he is an annoying idiot, but he did have a point about being a strong player. We could use his brute strength in some challenges."

"Well then who do you think we should vote off?" Heather sneered, "Miss-Chatty-first-boot."

Staci and Ezekiel looked at the each other and grinned, "Well..."

"Huh." Heather was incredibly surprised, "For two useless wastes of cells they really had good reasoning behind their choice."

The moon was full as the ten members of the Killer Apples sat at the bonfire, ready for the elimination ceremony. Ezekiel and Staci sat in the very back, and they gave evil smirks to each other. Bridgette, sitting next to them, noticed this and raised an eyebrow. Sam was sitting to the right, still playing his Pac-Man game. Heather was sitting next to the gamer, filing her nail as she impatiently waited for the ceremony to start. DJ sat in the front with Brick and Anne Maria, who were chatting it up. This chatting was noticed by Jo, who was next to a worried Lightning.

"I am sha-worried." the jock admitted as he nervously bit his nails, "What if they send me home? I can't fail pops again! I don't think he'd allow it."

"Why's Jersey Girl and Brick chumming it up together?" Jo questioned, "Are they forming an alliance? Heh, I'm going to have to look deeper into that."

Chef finally showed up and took his place at the podium, holding a tray of cookies.

"Welcome campers, to your first elimination ceremony. You kids have all done this before, if I call your name and give you this immunity cookie, you're safe. If you do not get you name called, you will not get a cookie and will be eliminated from the competition. And I don't lie like Chris, so when I say you are never coming back, you're NEVER coming back."

"How are we leaving this season?" DJ asked, "Is it the boat of losers or something?"

"Yah,Or is it the catapult?" Staci added.

"Actually no." the military veteran laughed, "It's a giant toilet. When you are eliminated you will be flushed down the flush of shame where the pipes should send you directly to Playa de Losers."

"That is disgusting." Heather gagged, "Luckily, I shouldn't have to ever ride it."

"Don't hold your breath." Jo reminded. The queen bee glared back at her.

"What is she insinuating?" Heather growled, "Oh, she is so going down!"

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Anne Maria and Ezekiel."

Aw yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about!" the jersey girl cheered.

"I'm not out first." Ezekiel happily stuttered, "I'M NOT OUT FIRST, EH? YES!"

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and Jo."

Lightning and Sam sat in the bottom two. The former was shaking and sweating in total fear and worry while the latter still didn't even realize he was on Total Drama Chef.

"Boys." Hatchet said as he held up the last cookie, "The last person safe tonight is...

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Lightning."

"Sha-phew!" Lightning sighed in relief as he caught his cookie, "You guys should be sha-thankful, you almost lost your strongest player."

"Oh, just give it a few ceremonies, eh." Ezekiel evilly smiled. Sam wasn't even disappointed, he was still totally oblivious to everything.

"Sam, it is time to go." the host informed as he walked up to the gamer.

"Yeah sure okay." Sam nodded, not paying the slightest bit of attention. To this apathy, Chef growled and picked up Sam by his collar, dragged him down the dock of shame and threw him into the giant toilet.

"Farewell Sam!" Brick saluted, "I would say you played a good game here, but you really didn't. So I hope you played a good video game."

"Take care!" Bridgette waved, "And good luck riding the flush of shame."

"Yeah, whatevs." Sam ignored as he concentrated harder. Chef took out a button, pushed it, and Sam the Nice Guy Gamer was flushed away.

"And that concludes the first bonfire ceremony, now go to your beds and sleep! You got a long day tomorrow!"

"Bring it on old man." Jo smirked as she punched the palm of her hand, "Bring. it. On."

"Sam was useless." Staci explained, "If Zeke and I are to win this competition, are team can't keep losing. And having him focus on nothing but video games will not help our cause. Plus, he voted me out last season, so I'm getting myself a helping of revenge. And it won't stop with him, I will have my revenge on everyone. Everyone still thinks I'm just annoying old Staci, the mouth blabber. But they do not know what I have in store, mark my words. I will have my revenge. For me and all of the other underdogs the world has decided to ignore and cast aside."

Chef Hatchet sat in the confessional with a look of fear in his eyes.

"I'm doomed. I have no idea what I'm gonna do tomorrow for the game. I literally practiced everything I did today for six months in front of the mirror. I have no challenges or twists planned at all... I hope I still get my paycheck. Anyways, I might as well close out the episode right here and now. Uh, will all the things that happened today escalate tomorrow? Who else will be eliminated? And what other twists await you viewers? Find out next time on Total... Drama... Chef!"

Anne Maria: Sam

Brick: Lightning

Bridgette: Sam

DJ: Lightning

Ezekiel: Sam

Heather: Sam

Jo: Sam

Lightning: Sam

Sam: No Vote

Staci: Sam

Sam: 7

Lightning: 2

SCREAMING COCONUTS: Noah, Cody, Tyler, B, Mr. Coconut, Eva, Izzy, Dawn, Sierra, Lindsay.

KILLER APPLES: Brick, Lightning, Ezekiel, DJ, Staci, Anne Maria, Jo, Bridgette, Heather.

ELIMINATED: Sam.

A/N - Hey everyone. This update was only so fast because not only was this version of the original chapter still shorter than usual, but I did not change too much plot wise. All I did was fix a lot of the clunky dialouge, correct the typos, and change the confessional format. However, the next episode is when even those who were reading this story before I cancled the first version will be suprised. It's a completely different challenge that will take plots in a different direction than was was initially taking them the first time around.

Hope you enjoyed. God bless and good night.