Author's Note: This is it Randomverse fans! The first episode of the Ridonculous Race. This will feature 17 and a half of the canon teams, with one being swapped for another and six other teams added. There will also be an undetermined as of right now number of pairings.

I can confirm Nemma though. But that one's obvious.

Thursday will be the premeire of Random Drama Danger Island, then the second episode of the Race, then the second episode of Danger Island, and so on and so forth.

Now let's get ready for... The Ridonculous Race!

Episode 01: None Down, Twenty-Four to Go Part One

The episode began with the show's title card, a circle composed of various European flags on a blue background; the words 'TOTAL DRAMA' on the top row, 'PRESENTS:' under that, 'THE' on the next row, 'RIDONCULOUS' on a black bar in the middle of the circle, and 'RACE' underneath the bar.

Dramatic music began to play as a man, sounding completely different than Chris with a deeper voice, began to narrate. "This is Toronto," he said over a shot of the city's skyline A flock of birds flew past the CN Tower. "Capital of North America. Birthplace of funk," the shot zoomed in on a fancy yacht sailing down the rive carrying a large white panther, "where the albino panther roams free." The panther roared.

The shot cut to the man speaking. He was a white man who appeared to be in his forties. He jaw was square, and his chin was cleft. His sandy brown hair was done up in a spike. He wore a pale green jacket over a white shirt and blue jeans. "Under my manly size thirteen brogues," he gestured below him, and the camera zoomed out to show he was standing on the roof of a train station, "twenty-four teams are arriving at this historic train site to embark," the shot cut to a shot of the Earth in space, a yellow line shooting from eastern Canada and flying around the globe, "around the world."

The shot zoomed in on Eastern Canada and flashed back to the man. "I'm your host," he explained, pointing a thumb at himself. "Don. And this is..." the camera zoomed in for a close-up, "The Ridonculous Race!" He raised one eyebrow, lowered the other, and flashed a smile so white it served as the flash that transitioned to the opening sequence.

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"Welcome to the Ridonculous Race," Don said as the episode resumed to a shot of the train station, the dramatic tune from earlier playing again. The camera flashed to street level, where Don was walking past a large white man with receding blonde hair.

"Right now twenty-four teams from across the country are readying themselves to embark on a race to the death," he stopped and raised his arms dramatically, only for a harsh static in his ear to make him wince. He brought a hand to his ear and squinted and the music stopped. "Not to the death?" he asked the voice on the other side of his apparent earpiece. "Okay."

The music began again as he brought his attention toward the camera. "Let's meet the teams who aren't," he winked, "racing to the death."

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The scene flashed to two people in their late teens as a touching and almost romantic theme began to play. The boy on the left was of Asian descent, his jet black hair in a spiky updo, not unlike Don's and he wore a light green shirt with light blue trimmings and a picture of a standard power button over a long sleeve cream shirt. As he was reading a book, he didn't notice the girl on the right gazing at him with a furious blush on her cheeks. She was a white girl, shorter than her partner with wavy blonde hair and wearing a blue-ish green sweater and blue jeans.

"Carrie and Devin," Don introduced. "Best Friends," the boy finally noticed the girl looking at him and smiled, causing her to grin sheepishly and look away.

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"I met Devin in the sandbox and we haven't spent a day apart since," the girl explained as the shot cut to this show's confessional, the team sitting together in front of a map of the world; the girl was on the left and the boy was on the right.

On the bottom left corner of the screen a green bar displaying the words 'CARRIE & DEVIN' on one row with 'BEST FRIENDS' underneath that, told the audience both who was who as well as the name their team would be referred to officially.

"If anyone can win this race," Carrie continued, "it's us!"

"Yeah," Devin chimed in with a smile. "I know Carrie so well," he chuckled and she leaned over to gaze at him again. "It's like we're..." he noticed her gazing again and trailed off. "Wh-wha-wh-what're you doing?" he asked.

Her eyes widened in fear. "Lint check!" she said suddenly, ripping off a piece of lint from his shirt. "For the camera," she laughed awkwardly as a music turned competitive. "Woohoo! Race!"

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The scene cut to the next team and the music returned to it's original intensity with a slight undercurrent of guitar notes from another Fresh TV show; another pair of people in their late teens, the one on the left was a African Canadian with brown hair that was a mixture of dreadlocks and an afro wearing a long-sleeve dark maroon sweater with a white undershirt, brown cargo pants and listening to music on a mp3 player. The one on the right was a short white girl wearing pink butterfly clip in her blonde hair hair, a pink top, a royal blue skirt, and pink high heels and was reading a fashion magazine.

"Wyatt and Caitlin," Don introduced. "A couple of Mallrats."

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"Thanks so much for inviting me on this race," the girl said in their confessional sitting on the right, their identifier showing 'WYATT & CAITLIN' 'MALLRATS'.

"You're the best choice," Wyatt explained with a shrug. "Jen's too intense, Nikki's in Iqaluit, and Jonsey and Jude..."

"You know they're going to see this right?" Caitlin asked dryly.

"I stand by what I didn't say," Wyatt said with crossed arms.

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The next team was shown; the person on the left was a middle aged blonde woman who's face looked like she'd had far too much plastic surgery and wearing a white track suit and the one the right being another girl in her late teens, with light brown hair and wearing a cream dress and black knee-high boots.

"Kelly and Taylor," Don introduced as the older woman applied lipstick and the younger one filed her nails, "Mom and Daughter."

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TAYLOR & KELLY; MOM & DAUGHTER

"So 'A'," the one on the left, Taylor, said haughtily, waving her nail file around while her mother continued to apply lipstick, "I'm really hot. Obviously. And 'B' I'm pretty much the best at everything I do. So unless my mom," she sent a quick glare to her mother, "messes things up, we're totally gonna win this race," she said while going back to filing.

"Taylor and her friends love when I hang with them," Kelly said after putting away her cosmetics. "I'm known as the 'cool mom'," she laughed. "We're so tight, people always mistake us for sisters!"

Taylor was startled out of her nail filing. "Wait? What?"

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"Emma and Kitty," Don introduced over a shot of an Asian Girl in her late teens posing for her cellphone camera. She wore a red sweater over a white long-sleeve button-up and a knee-length black skirt. Her hair was done int twin ponytails each held up by red bows.

"Actual sisters," the host continued as the camera panned up to show an Asian woman in her early twenties with straight hair that falls to her waist and wearing a red jacket over a pink short sleeve shirt and grey capri pants. She scowled at her sister as she put up their things in their train compartment's overhead bin, then took her phone.

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EMMA & KITTY; SISTERS

"I'm studying International law," the girl on the left, Emma, said, "so that's gonna give us a real edge. And that's good, because we're here to win."

"And to see the world," Kitty said. "Have some fun, meet cute guys."

"If there's time for that," Emma chimed in with a scowl. "Which there won't be. So let's focus on winning okay?"

Kitty sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Good," Emma smiled.

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"Crimson and Ennui," Don said as the camera panned up from the heavy boots of the next team, to the blood red pants of the boy on the left and blood red skirt of the girl on the right, to the blood red and black shirt with a logo of a crying circle of the boy and the blood red blouse and fishnet gloves of the girl, to their pale skin and his gold eyes and her red eyes, to the black and red hair of the boy and white and black hair of the girl.

"Two exceptionally pale teens," Don finished as lightning flashed behind them.

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ENNUI & CRIMSON; GOTHS

Neither teen said anything, they just stared at the camera as lightning flashed again.

"Okay that's just unnerving," Don commented.

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The next team featured a couple of familiar faces, two boys in their late teens. The one on the right a bored looking Indian boy who's attention was focused solely on the book in his hands. He wore a red sweater vest over a dark teal polo shirt over a long-sleeved white undershirt, and khaki cargo shorts. The one on the left was a tall and lanky white boy with shaggy brown hair and wearing a yellow t-shirt with a caution sign on it and a pair of blue jeans.

"Noah and Malcolm," Don introduced, or rather reintroduced. "Two seasoned reality TV participants."

Malcolm opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by all the luggage in the overhead bin falling on him.

"That didn't take long," Noah commented.

"Happens all the time," Malcolm groaned.

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NOAH & MALCOLM; REALITY TV PROS

"Noah and I met on Total Drama," Malcolm explained, "and we've been on tons of reality TV shows since then, like Meltdown Kitchen."

"Where he was burned after a pot of water caught fire," Noah chimed in.

"And Scare Tractor," Malcolm continued, ignoring his partner.

"Run over by the tractor," Noah said.

Malcolm sent him a quick but friendly glare. "And Fashionista Flip Flop."

"He didn't get hurt there," Noah said, "but I still don't know how you got on the show to begin with."

"But man, it feels great to be competing with you again," Malcolm said sincerely.

"Feeling's mutual Wile E.," Noah smiled. "If only Wadsworth were here too."

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The seventh team was a pair of identical white boys with curly brown hair. The one on the left wore a light blue hoodie and a helmet. The one on the right was without a helmet and wore a blue hoodie.

"Mickey and Jay," Don introduced. "Identical twins who are used to overcoming adversity."

The boy on the left adjusted his helmet and the one on the right took a puff of an asthma inhaler, and both were crushed when their overhead bin dumped its contents on them.

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JAY AND MICKEY; ADVERSITY TWINS

"We've both been through a lot," the boy on the right, Mickey, said as a sad violin tune began to play, "but we're not cursed. Whatever's right before cursed. That's us."

"Like when I was six I fell into a burrowing owl's nest and one of the baby owls flew into my ear," Jay explained, pointing to his left ear. "To this day, everything on this side just sounds like... 'hoo. hoo.'."

"We're constantly fighting adversity," Mickey said as confidently as he could. "And overcoming it."

"Sorry," Jay said, the music cutting off abruptly. "We gotta switch sides. You're just.. hoo hoo."

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"The totally in love Daters," Don explained as the scene cut to the next team staring out the train window while a slow RnB tune played. The one on the left was a very very large and muscular college-aged man in a pink short-sleeve shirt featuring the logo of a man deadlifting a weight over his head and the much shorter girl on the left who'd shaved one side of her head and wore a fuchsia T-shirt and purple work out shorts.

"Ryan and Stephanie," Don introduced.

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STEPHANIE & RYAN; DATERS

"Stephanie and I met at the gym a little over a year and a half ago," Ryan, on the right, told the confessional. "And we've been going steady ever since!"

"We're so excited!" Stephanie said with her arms in the air. "Neither of us has ever traveled before. There's so much to discover. Like, 'What do chocolate protein bars taste like in China'?"

"I was just wonderin' that!" Ryan said in awe.

"No. Way." Stephanie said in awe herself.

The two gazed at each other for a moment, then promptly began to make out.

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The footage skipped ahead to the train arriving at the station's fourth platform. The camera cutting to a square '4' sign before panning down and to the right to show the next team stepping off. It was another team of males, both in their mid-twenties. The one on the left was black and had a mass of dreadlocks that were tied back and resembling a ponytail. He wore a red, green, , black, and yellow, knit cap, and a black sweater with the Jamaican flag on it that was about two sizes too big for his average frame. The one on the right was a very skinny white man with shaggy brown hair, and long arms, wearing a plain green t-shirt with a white maple leaf on the front and red jeans.

"Rasta and Marley," Don introduced as the black boy took a deep breath and smiled, and the white boy pulled a slice of pizza from somewhere and ate it one gulp. "Two full-time slackers."

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MARLEY & RASTA; SLACKERS

"Me an' Rasta have been friends since high school," the black boy, Marley, said in a thick Jamaican accent. "And what better way to celebrate such a long friendship dan a free trip around da world mon?"

"Like yeah," Rasta added in a raspy voice. "Plus, think of all the food we'll get to eat."

"Rasta mon," Marley chided. "Da race is about more dan da food. It's about da culture, da experience."

"The Chip Butty," Rasta interrupted, rubbing his stomach in anticipation while his friend's face fell. "Like I can't wait man!"

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As the Slackers walked away, the tenth team stepped off the train. Or rather, they leapt off the train. A blonde man and a black haired woman, both appearing to be in their mid thirties. He wore a purple insulated jumpsuit and she wore a short dress in identical colors.

"Josee and Jacques," Don introduced as the smiled and waved for the camera. "Ice Dancers."

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'JACQUES & JOSEE; ICE DANCERS'

"We know 'ow to win!" the man, Jacques said confidently and in a Quebecer accent. "We've won gold ev'rywhere!"

"Except," Josee said, her tone slightly sour but still smiling, "the Olympics." Jacques looked at her with a concerned expression. "He dropped me so we only got silver," she explained.

"Oh!" Jacques cried, standing up and covering his eyes. "I don't want to talk about it!" He ran out of the room to his partner's shock.

"Jacques!" she cried out after him, then looked at the camera and smiled. "Silver is his least favorite color."

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The next team was another group in their late teens. The one on the left was a black boy with shoulder length straight brown hair wearing a white shirt with a black treble clef logo, and carrying a trumpet case. The girl on the left had voluminous blonde hair and was wearing a purple shirt with tears in it and a pair of ripped blue jeans.

"Andrew and Elliot," Don introduced as the two slapped five. "Band Geeks."

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ANDREW & ELLIOT; BAND GEEKS

"We've been in marching band, pep band, concert band. and jazz band every year since grade seven," the boy on the left, Andrew explained as he emptied his instrument's spit valve onto the floor. "You guys don't mind if I do that do you?"

"Music is our life," Elliot added in. "I mean, can you imagine the world without it? How would you teach the alphabet?!"

"And movies would be boring without it too," Andrew chimed in. He re assembled his trumpet and played a few brief notes of 'Vive La Cannadien'.

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The background music turned into something a bit more energetic as the scene cut to the next team, only one of which was familiar. It was was a thin and somewhat muscular white boy with blonde hair and a cowboy hat, wearing an unbuttoned pink shirt and blue jean shorts. To his right; a Hispanic teen about the same age with short brown hair and a tattoo around his arm. He wore a pink tank top and purple jean shorts.

"Geoff and Brody," Don introduce. "Life long bros."

Geoff laughed. "Goin' on a trip around the world on someone else's dime. Sa-weet! What's up to all my Confused Bear Bros back home!"

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BRODY & GEOFF; BROMANCE BROS

"I met some awesome people on Total Drama," Geoff, sitting on the right, explained. "But Brody didn't make the cut. So I get this call from a producer, and Boom!" he gestured around him. "Entrez, the Ridonculous Race."

Brody chuckled. "Yeah man," the two bumped fists. "The bros are in this for the long haul! GnB for the W I N!" They bumped their other fists.

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Team number thirteen was a pair of familiar young white women. The one on the right had loose platinum blonde hair that fell to her shoulders and wore a white sundress with pale green floral designs on it. And the one on the left had a blonde ponytail. She wore baby blue hoodie and a pair of blue jean shorts.

"Bridgette and Angel," Don introduced as the girls smiled wide for the camera. "A couple of sickeningly sweethearts."

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ANGEL & BRIDGETTE; SWEETHEARTS

"We met on Total Drama," Angel said with a wide smile. "And there was an instant connection."

Bridgette grinned at her girlfriend. "Then we did well enough to come back for an all-star season...," she frowned as she trailed off. "That one... didn't go as well."

"But I don't think anyone here's going to be like Matthew or Natasha," Angel said brightly. "I just can't wait to meet all these new people! We're all going to be such great friends!"

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The scene moved to the front door of the train station opening to show the thirteen previously introduced teams in the doorway. "Right this way teams!" Don called out to them, the camera panning to the right to show him standing behind a chalk line. "Over here!"

A quick pan to the left showed the next team walking over to the host while a dramatic yet bumbling theme played. A dirty blonde middle aged white man in a plain yellow shirt and blue slacks, and a blonde preteen white boy wearing a red backwards baseball cap, black hoodie, and grey jeans.

"Dwayne and Dwayne Jr." Don introduced. "Father and Son."

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JUNIOR & DWAYNE; FATHER & SON

"I spend a lot of time in the old office," the man, sitting on the right, said, "so this race is the perfect opportunity for Junior and I," he pinched his son's cheek much to the boy's annoyance, "to squeeze in a little father son bonding time." He chuckled. "Right kiddo?"

"Uh, sure dad," Junior said uncertainly. "Hey are there any other kids my age in this thing?" he asked while darting his eyes around.

"Oh!" Dwayne said suddenly. "Uh..."

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The most energetic theme yet played over the next team shown, a black woman with short brown hair, rappelling down a brick building with a rope and a larger white woman with brown hair in a ponytail bursting out of a nearby window. Both were wearing the dark blue uniforms of law enforcement academy students, with the white woman wearing a cap.

"Sanders and MacArthur," Don introduced as the two women nodded at each other than ran off to the right. "Ambitious Police Cadets."

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SANDERS & MACARTHUR; POLICE CADETS

"We're tough as nails," the white woman on the right, MacArthur, said, "and we'll go to the extreme to win this thing."

"Definitely," Sanders said with a confident grin. "As long as we don't break any international laws."

"I'm okay with breakin' a few," MacArthur shrugged, much to her partner's shock.

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A tense theme played over the next team's arrival. Two boys, both about sixteen years old rolled on screen mid fight. The one currently on top was a large white boy with brown hair and the barest hints of a goatee, wearing a purple shirt with the logo of some sort of skull bat and dark purple cargo shorts. The one on the bottom was a skinny Italian boy with black hair and a small patch of facial hair, wearing a purple shirt with a game controller logo on it and blue jeans.

"Lorenzo and Chet," Don introduced over their fight. "New stepbrothers."

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CHET AND LORENZO; STEPBROTHERS

"My dad married his mom last year," the Italian boy, on the right, explained, "but we still hate each other." The two were scowling in their interview. "So they're makin' us do this. Jerks."

"Don't call my mom a jerk!" Chet yelled at him. "Jerk!" He shoved Lorenzo out of frame.

"Shut your wordhole!" Lorenzo got up and yelled back. "Jerk!" He shoved Chet out of frame.

Chet got up and tackled Lorenzo.

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"Also racing," Don said as a glizty theme played over the next team's strutting on screen. A tall and skinny white man with stylish light brown hair wearing a long sleeve light blue shirt, a pair of glasses, and skinny jeans and a shorter tanned young woman with black hair tied into a ponytail and wearing alight blue blouse and short dark blue skirt with a pair of sunglasses perched on her head.

"Tom and Jen," Don introduced as the two shared a confident glance, "highly attractive fashion bloggers with impeccable taste."

The tune played and the team strutted for a bit longer and Don said "I told you not to let the teams write their own cards."

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JEN & TOM; FASHION BLOGGERS

"Hey hey to all our blog followers out there!" Jen, sitting on the left greeted. "Wish us luck!"

"I bet Jen we could win the race," Tom said with a smile, "but I didn't think she'd actually take me up on it."

"I put my mind to something an it happens," Jen explained confidently with a snap of her fingers.

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The music switched to a heavy metal guitar riff as the next team arrived. The one on the right was taller and thinner, with long blonde hair. He wore a purple short sleeve shirt with the logo of a frog's head with horns over a long sleeve pale blue undershirt with green jeans, a pair of large brown cowboy boots, and an orange bandana tied around his head. The one on the left was shorter and larger, with long curly brown hair wearing a pale blue jean vest over a similar purple shirt to his partner and blue jeans.

"Rock and Spud," Don introduced as the blonde one played an air guitar and the other one banged his head and made devil horns. "The Rockers."

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ROCK & SPUD; ROCKERS

"Spud wasn't too sure about doin' this," Rock, the blonde one sitting on the left, explained, "'cause he's not super fit or.. good at much of anything."

Spud nodded in agreement.

"Except rockin' out!" He played a brief mouth and air guitar. "So I said, 'You just rock bud. I'll carry you!"

Spud banged his head and made devil horns as Rock continued his air and mouth guitar playing.

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The last few notes of a familiar show played as the twentieth team was shown. Once again both were familiar to those who had watched Total Drama. The boy on the left was a shorter white boy. His longish brown hair was parted down the middle, and he wore a pale yellow polo shirt with single red and blue stripes over a longer gray undershirt. And the one on the right was a a young black man with a large belly and an even larger amount of hair. His blue-ish pants were held up by suspenders, and his gray shirt was slightly dirty.

"Cody and Bee-air-dough?" Don introduced as the two boys slapped five. "A couple of social outcasts."

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BEARDO & CODY; OUTCASTS

"Beardo and I met back on season four of Total Drama," Cody, sitting on the left, explained. "And we've been buds ever since."

Beardo made a dinging sound.

"And even though neither of us has ever won a reality show before," Cody continued, "I think we have a real shot at the money."

Beardo mimicked the victorious horn from a certain series of video games.

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"Laurie and Miles," Don introduced over a shot of a Monarch butterfly landing on a white hand, the music changing to a relaxing flute tune.

"Granola loving hippie dippie friends," Don finished as the camera pulled out to show two young women standing in the middle of the road. The one one the left was white with freckles and waist length brown hair wearing a long sleeve pale yellow shirt that was a tad bit too big for her, a brown fringe jacket, pale blue bell bottom jeans, glasses, peace sign earrings, and a red bandanna tied around her head. The one on the right was biracial with freckles and brown dreadlocks. She wore a pale yellow crop top with a brown fringe jacket, a knit cap similar to Marley's, and high waist blue jeans.

The biracial girl held her arm out to stop traffic as the white girl gently let the butterfly free.

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LAURIE & MILES; VEGANS

"We wanna win so we can donate the money to some of our favorite charities," the biracial girl sitting on the left explained. "Save the Hunchback Walrus," Miles continued as Laurie nodded eagerly, "Goatmilk Eco Warriors, People for the Ethical Treatment of Ants. So many great causes!"

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The background music petered out and was replaced by a some high strung electric and mechanical sounds somewhat resembling music as the scene cut to a buss speeding away and revealing the next team. The one on the left was a young Indian woman with wavy brown hair, shorter than her partner and dressed smartly in a brown sweater over a white button-up and knee-length skirt and glasses. Her partner was a white woman with a very pronounced nose, slightly unkempt light brown hair, and wearing a pair of glasses, a gradient sweater that started off as brown at the top ended as white on the bottom and a grey stretch pants.

"Mary and Ellody," Don introduced. "Scientific geniuses who say that they will use their winnings to support the scientific community."

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MARY & ELLODY; GENIUSES

"Astrophysics is underfunded," the Indian girl sitting on the left, Ellody, informed. "Reality competition offers monetary prizes. Conundrum solved."

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The Geniuses were still in frame when a taxi brought the next team to the starting line as a high energy sports tune began to play. The first one to get out of the car was a familiar face. He was a white boy in his late teens, square-jawed and with brown hair past his ears. He wore an all-red tracksuit with matching red sweatband. His partner got out shortly after. An Asian boy in his late teens with black hair that fell to his shoulders that had a streak of red in it. He wore an identical outfit to the first boy, minus the sweatband.

"Steven and Tyler," Don introduced. "Track stars and all-around jocks."

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TYLER & STEVEN; JOCKS

"Yeah, I survived two seasons of Total Drama," Tyler bragged as his partner on the right playfully rolled his eyes.

"But now that I got my teammate Steven with me! We're guaranteed the win!" He cheered. "This is gonna be EXTREME!"

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Another fast pace guitar theme reminicent of a different Fresh TV show played as the penultimate team was shown. The one on the left was a dark skinned Caribbean boy with a mustard yellow unkempt and curly afro. He wore a blue tank top with shorts and brown flip flops. The one on the left was a slightly tanned and muscular boy with admittedly nice brown hair. He wore a black t-shirt with a wispy white design on it and a pair of blue jean shorts.

"Reef and Broseph," Don introduced. "Coworkers, buds, and surfers."

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BROSEPH & REEF; SURFER DUDES

"Reef, you told me this was a surfing tour," the Caribbean boy on the left said with a pointed look in his Bahamian accent. "This looks like a competition."

"Okay, so it is a competition," Reef admitted with a placating gesture. "But not a surfing one. It's just a little reality show. And you saw Total Drama. Surfers on reality TV get all the hot girls."

Broseph sniffed, then smiled. "Okay dude. I'm in."

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The music started off reverent as the final team was shown. Both were white men in their sixties. The one on the left had greying hair and a head that looked eerily similar to Total Drama's Chris McLean. He wore a yellow and orange trimmed polo shirt and white tennis shorts. His partner's hair was a much lighter shade of grey, and he wore a blue striped polo shirt with blue tennis shorts.

"And Gerry and Pete," Don introduced as the music quickly changed into something quirky and jazzy, "retired pro tennis players and friendly rivals."

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GERRY & PETE; TENNIS RIVALS

"We're both very competitive," Gerry, the white haired man on the left, said, "but for half a mil each? Game on!" They chuckled.

"Maybe we'll get some new sponsors," Pete said. "Anyone need a pitch man for seniors' laxatives-"

"Call his agent," the both said while pointing thumbs at each other before chuckling some more.

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The music turned deep and intense again as the shot panned across all twenty four teams and the host. On the left; the Rockers, Stepbrothers, Police Cadets, Adversity Twins, Fashion Bloggers, Daters, Best Friends, Reality TV Pros, Goths, Mom and Daughter, Sweethearts, and Surfer Dudes. On the right; the Sisters, Tennis Rivals, Ice Dancers, Vegans, Bromance Bros, Geniuses, Outcasts, Father and Son, Jocks, Mallrats, Slackers, and Band Geeks with Don in between both groups.

"Welcome contestants!" he greeted to the fourty-eight racers. "This is the starting line for your twenty-six part race around the world." The camera cut to the host's close-up. Each part ends at a 'Chill Zone'," he explained as the shot cut to a somewhat luxurious setting in the middle of the desert. There was a small tent with fluffy looking couches under it, lights were strung across the palm trees that littered the area, and a golden circular rug under an umbrella with a table holding a pitcher of water nearby.

"Get there fast," Don continued. "Because the last team to stand on the Carpet of Completion," the music spiked as the shot zoomed in on the rug, "May be cut from the competition." The scene briefly cut to the worried glances of the teams on the right of the host.

"But the first team to win our last Chill Zone," the shot cut back to Don, "will win," the scene cut to a shot of the planet in space, "One! Million! Dollars!" With the sound of a slot machine's jackpot, the globe opened up at the equator and revealed the large pile of cash inside against a yellow sunburst background.

The shot cut to show close ups of the various teams as they all cheered.

"Look over here," Don said, regaining the attention of both the camera and the teams. The scene quick-panned to the host standing next to a miniature, cylindrical version of himself with a red button at the top. "This is your Ridonculous Tip Box, also known as the Don Box," the camera panned up from the bottom of the tip box to the top.

"Press this button," the host's hand pointed to the red button on top of the Don Box, "to get the travel tips that will lead you," the scene cut to the world map as a yellow dot appeared in North America with a beep, "through the Ridonculous Race," another dot appeared in Eastern Europe with another beep, then another in Ethiopia, and again in the middle of South America and several more all over the map.

"Ready teams?" He asked as the Best Friends and Kelly got into a running position, Ennui behind them not seeming to care.

"On your marks!" Don said excitedly, raising his arms in the air. "Get set!" the music intensified as the shot cut to an angled close up of one of his fingers pointing in the air.

The music got even more tense as the Police Cadets were shown waiting for the signal in the top left quarter of the screen, then the Ice Dancers in the top right, Malcolm and Stephanie in the bottom left, and the apathetic Goths in the bottom right.

"Race!" Don announced, lowering his hand. The screen began to rumble and he quickly learned that standing directly in front of forty-eight people in a race for a million dollars was a very bad idea. "Watch the face!" he cried as he was engulfed by the swarm of teams. "Not the hair!" he cried again as he was knocked down. "Ahh!"

The screen split into thirds, with a white hand hitting the button the Don Box in the top left and top right, and a blue rectangular slip of paper shooting out of the box's 'mouth'.

The scene returned to normal to show the Bromance Bros, Ice Dancers, and Father and Son had made it to the box first. "Race on foot," Geoff said while catching his breath, "to the CN Tower." He and Brody took off.

"And find the Don Box," he paused to catch his breath and the Fashion Bloggers ran on screen, "to get you next tip." They ran off and Tom hit the button on the tip box.

The scene cut to Geoff and Brody jogging through the streets of Toronto just before Junior and Dwayne passed them. "There's the tower!" Junior called out.

"And 'ere comes the competition!" Jacques added, both he and Josee throwing their arms out wide as the ran for some reason.

"Huh?" Dwayne asked as the scene cut to him and his son. "Wher-" he turned back to look and ran into a trash can. He managed to right himself before he fell, but the can flew behind him and landed on top of the Ice Dancers, trapping them back to back.

"My bad," he called back, neither him nor Junior stopping.

"Whoa nasty," Geoff said as he and Brody approached the Ice Dancers. "Are you guys okay?"

In response the Ice Dancers stood up and tossed the can in the air, then ran off. Geoff and Brody looked up in astonishment... then got trapped when the can landed on them. "Go!" Geoff yelled, neither partner bothering to free themselves. The camera lingered just long enough to show the Police Cadets, Stepbrothers, Jocks, and Fashion Bloggers running after them, with Chet and Lorenzo slap fighting as they ran.

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The scene cut to the bottom of the CN Tower just as Father and Son approached it. "There's the Don Box!" Dwayne called out, hitting the button and taking the tip as his son caught his breath.

"It's," Junior panted, "an Either-Or." Jacques and Josee lept over thier heads and the Don Box to take the next tip. "What's an Either-Or?"

Both teams were distracted by the Bromance Bros running into a pole, their vision being obstructed due to them still not removing the trash can.

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"An Either-Or," Don explained as the shot cut to him somewhere inside the tower, "gives teams the choice of two challenges," the camera zoomed in as he held up two fingers.

"They either climb one hundred and forty four flights of stairs," he continued as the camera panned up a narrow stairwell, "to reach the world's highest observation deck. That's just under a billion stairs."

"Or," he continued as the camera quick-panned up Don standing at the door to the stairwell at presumably the top floor as he walked over to an elavator shaft, "take the elevator and get the scare of a lifetime," the camera flashed again, this time to him outside in high winds judging by his blowing hair and the roar he had to speak over, "by performing a skywalk all the way around the tower.

"Not to worry though," he said with a grin, "they'll be wearing helmets." The shot cut out to show the entirety of the skywalk. "And as an extra precaution," Don yelled due to being so far away from the camera, "we had a safety rail installed," the bottom rail on the tower fell off.

"Teams must finish either task," the host continued as the shot cut to him back inside the tower, "and find this local guide," he walked over to a pale skinny white teen in what was clearly a uniform required to work in the building, "to receive their next tip."

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A black skinned hand mashed the button on the Don Box.

"A hundred and forty-four flights of stairs?" Sanders asked as the camera cut to her and MacArthur glancing at their tip. Chet and Lorenzo were too busy fighting each other to actually read theirs, and Tom was looking at his with a blank expression. The Police Cadets ran off, and the Jocks were the next to arrive. "Yeah, we'll do Scares."

"Scares," Tom said.

"Scares!" Chet announced, letting go of the tip and letting Lorenzo fall to the ground. "Called it!"

"Stairs," Steven told his partner.

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TYLER & STEVEN; JOCKS

"What Don calls a challenge," Steven bragged, "Coach calls punishment for showing up to practice late."

"Maybe you should stop being late to practice," Tyler suggested.

"Maybe Coach should stop having practice so early," Steven retorted with a shrug.

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"First place!" Dwayne cheered as he and Junior entered the elevator. "Way to go Son! Give me a high five!" He went to slap five, but Junior ducked, leaving all of Dwayne's weight to slam against the elevator buttons and short out the panel. This in turned caused every button floor to be mashed.

"Whoops," Dwayne said sheepishly as his son glared at him.

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DWAYNE & JUNIOR; FATHER AND SON

"For a skinny tower there sure are a lot of floors," Dwayne said.

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Father and Son nonchalantly walked out of the elevator before it closed, and the camera cut to the left to show the Bromance Bros, Fashion Bloggers, Police Cadets, Surfer Dudes and Stepbrothers running to the shaft.

"Hey," Geoff asked as the shot cut to the teams in the cart. "Who pushed all the buttons?"

"Gotta take the stairs," MacArthur declared, and everyone save for Sanders and the Fashion Bloggers ran out.

"Or we could just wait," Sanders tried to say, only to be scared into action by a gruff 'Hustle' from her partner.

"Meh," Jen shrugged as Tom looked at her. "This'll probably still be faster."

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"Anyone asks, we chose Stairs," Dwayne told his son as the scene cut to them in the stairwell. "It was always stairs." They were followed by the Jocks and the Adversity Twins.

"While Father and Son, the Jocks, and the Adversity Twins commit to climbing the unconscionable number of stairs," the camera spent about five second quick-panning up the stairwell, the the scene shrank into a box on the left side of the screen with the top of the CN Tower on the right, "more teams choose Scares."

The Tower grew and became the main scene, then the shot panned down to the bottom to show the Best Friends, Reality TV Pros, Slackers, Vegans, Rockers, Tennis Rivals, Mallrats, Geniuses, Outcasts, Sisters, Goths, and Band Geeks all waiting for the elevator. "But they're in for a long wait," the host finished.

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A trendy tune started playing as the camera cut to the Fashion Bloggers the door to the elevator behind them.

"Hey hey hey fashion blog followers!" Jen greeted. "We would like to talk about today's fashion faux-pas, which is..." unbeknownst to them, the doors behind them opened to show an elderly man in overalls mopping the floor.

"Overalls," Tom said in a disgusted tone. "Ugh. Nasty." The man raised an offended eyebrow.

"I know right," Jen said, still unaware of their surroundings. "Like get with today."

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The footage skipped ahead to show the Fashion Bloggers leaving the elevator as a slow tuba theme played. Tom had a mop on his head and Jen had her head stuck in a metal bucket. They removed the mop and bucket and looked around in confusion.

"I don't see any other teams," Jen said slowly before realization dawned on her. "We're in first place!" She squealed, much to the annoyance of the guide.

"Let's hit the skywalk and strut all the way to the winner's circle," Tom suggested, strutting to the skywalk with a cheesy grin.

"We are so the team to beat," Jen bragged.

The perspective changed to show the two staring out at the skywalk. "We have to walk out here?!" Jen asked in panic.

"Oh yes you do," Don's voice over answered. The camera cut to the outside of the tower and panned back out to show the Toronto skyline. "The Ridonculous Race will return."

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(Commercial Break)

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Tense music played as the episode resumed to a shot of the Bromance Bros and the Daters running up the stairwell. "Those who abandoned the elevator are in for a painful climb," Don said as they ran out of frame and the Ice Dancers, Jocks, Surfer Dudes, and Stepbrothers ran into it. "And frankly, that'll be more fun to watch."

"One the upside," Mickey said as the shot focused on him and his twin as their sad violin leitmotif played, "we're definitely not in last place." They hung their heads. "On the downside, that probably won't be true for long."

The tense music resumed over a shot of the already shown teams racing up the stairwell.

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"Ugh!" Taylor groaned as the scene cut to them reaching the lobby of the tower. "Thanks for being slow," she admonished her mother while catching her breath. "Now we're in a race for last place," the shot cut to the other teams waiting for the elevator. "When we get home hire yourself a personal trainer."

Kelly gave the camera an uncomfortable look. "Great idea honey." She smiled, not at all out of breath.

"I know!" Taylor said bratilly. "That's why I thought of it!"

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The scene cut back to the Adversity Twins and the Bromance Bros running up the stairs. "Sweet form guys," Geoff complimented. "Keep it up!"

"They seem nice," Mickey commented as Geoff and Brody passed them.

"No alliances," Jay told him. "Remember?"

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JAY & MICKEY; ADVERSITY TWINS

"Jay doesn't think we should form any alliances," Mickey said as their leitmotif played.

"We're soft meat," Jay explained.

"Really soft meat," Mickey added.

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The scene cut to Sanders gagging while folded over a stair rail. "Thighs on fire," she groaned as MacArthur ran ahead. "So queasy,"

MacArthur jumped down from wherever she was and landed next to her partner,then hoisted her over her shoulder, eliciting a groan. "So you're one of those skinny fat people who can't climb ten flights of stairs without spewin' chunks?" She ran off with her partner over her shoulder. "What do you do? Yoga?"

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The camera panned down the stairwell as Father and Son, the Bromance Bros, Adversity Twins, Ice Dancers, Jocks, Surfer Dudes, and Stepbrothers continued to run up it. "As most of the other teams continue to climb or wait," Don narrated as the scene cut to the teams still in the tower lobby, "... and wait," The camera focused on the Mallrats as Caitlin read a fashion magazine, "... and wait," Andrew was cleaning his trumpet, "... and wait some more," Crimson and Ennui just blinked rather slowly."

"The Fashion Bloggers are first to reach the observation deck," Don finished as the camera quick-panned back to the top of the tower, the wind still howling from outside. "But the scare, might be too much for them."

"We can't go out on that death walk!" Tom cried as he and Jen fearfully clung to each other. "I am fashionably svelte! The wind'll blow me away!"

The guide rolled his eyes.

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Once again four different scenes were shown. On the top left, the light signalling the elevator was here.. The doors opened in the top right scene, the bottom left showed the feet of many of the teams running in, and the bottom right showed a white hand pressing the close door button repeatedly.

"With the return of the elevator," Don narrated, "the competition is heating up."

"Rude!" Taylor complained when the camera showed she and her mother didn't make it on in time.

"Hey," Malcolm said as he approached Beardo. "You're that beatbox guy from season four right?"

Beardo nodded.

"Great job man, you were one of my favorites," Malcolm said. "High five!"

Beardo shrugged, then slapped five with the boy.

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BEARDO & CODY; OUTCASTS

"Uh," Beardo asked. "Did I just form an alliance?"

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Tom gave a couple of quick sarcastic laughs as the guide held a box of helmets with an extremely irritated expression. "Helmets?" he asked. "Are you crazy? You want us to ruin our hair?" He crossed his arms and closed his eyes. "No. I did not sign up for that."

"Plus those really aren't in my color," Jen added somewhat sheepishly.

"They're not," Tom said bluntly. "Trust."

The guide gave a side eyed look to the camera.

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"Doin' great bro!" Geoff told Brody as they passed by Junior and a tired looking Dwayne. "Our calves are gonna be so toned after this!"

"Yeah man," Brody said. "We're gonna look like Greek gods from the knees down." They ran out of frame, and the camera lingered to show the Ice Dancers stop an wave to the camera.

"'Ello to all our fans!" Josee said happily and the both blew a kiss to the camera. "We love you!"

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"Put me down!" Sanders complained as the camera cut to her close-up. "I can do this!"

"I beg to differ Chicken Legs," MacArthur told her.

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SANDERS & MACARTHUR; POLICE CADETS

"It's all in the glutes," MacArthur said as the music turned harsh. "I only use the stair machine at the gym," Sanders put her hands on her hips and glared at the camera, "so I'm basically eighty percent glutes at this point. They've taken over the rest of my body. "See this?" she flexed her arm. "It's glutes. It's all glutes."

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The scene cut back to the Toronto skyline. "After an hour of stair climbing," Don narrated, "some of our contestants are really losing it."

The scene cut to Lorenzo and Chet, both panting heavily. "If we come in last, it's your fault," Chet told his stepbrother. "Doofus."

"Hurry up and climb faster!" Lorenzo shot back. "Slowpoke!"

"Stop breathing on my back," Chet shot back in turn. "Sweatball!"

The camera cut to Jay and Mickey, the latter's face looking rather dazed as their leitmotif played. "Stay with me Mickey," Jay said encouragingly. "Eyes wide."

"It's okay Mommy," Mickey said softly, sweat pouring down his face, "I don't need a new elephant."

"This is why we don't visit a lot of skyscrapers," Jay deadpanned to the camera.

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The scene cut back to the observation deck, where the elevator doors opened to show the Tennis Rivals, Vegans, Slackers, Geniuses, Goths, Best Friends, and Sisters.

"There's the skywalk!" Devin called out. "Come on!" the shot cut to him and Carrie grabbing helmets from the box and running off.

"Hold on!" Tom said as the rest of the teams arrived. "I need to make sure my helmet is disinfected before we do this."

Ellody glared at him.

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Devin let out a shout of panic as the shot cut back outside. "Oh man," he said, his words echoing as the perspective switched to behind him and Carrie looking out at an island airport.

"Okay," Carrie said encouragingly. "You've always wanted to conquer your fear of heights right?"

"I'm not scared of heights," Devin told her. "I'm scared of falling." The camera cut to the city below and zoomed out. "Big difference."

"Don't be scared," Carrie said as the shot cut to her leaning into him. "It's a TV competition. It's gotta be safe right?"

Almost as if in response, a bird landed on the fallen safety rail. Again, as if to emphasize just how wrong she was, the bird's minuscule weight was enough to send the rail falling towards the streets of Toronto.

"Whoa!" Carrie yelled, both of them now frozen in fear.

Gerry's laughter caught their attention, and the Tennis Rivals ran past them and out on the skywalk. "Now we're in the lead! Way to snooze chuckleheads!" he taunted.

"You can do this!" Carrie told her best friend, grabbing his hands. "I believe in you!"

"That makes one of us..." Devin said, glancing at the drop below.

The music became tense as the Tennis Rivals and Best Friends were shown inching their way along the skywalk. A raccoon holding an umbrella was blown past the latter team just as the former left the frame, causing them to stop and stare.

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"Hold the elevator!" Beardo called out, him and Cody running to get in.

"Sorry," Taylor said rudely as she tried to close the doors, the Reality TV Pros, Band Geeks, Rockers, and Mallrats already inside. Fortunately for the Outcasts, Beardo and Cody were able to sneak inside the doors just before they closed.

The camera cut to the inside of the elevator where all the teams stewed in awkward silence.

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The tense music returned as the scene changed to the skywalk. The Tennis Rivals were in the lead, followed by the Best Friends, Sisters, Fashion Bloggers - clinging tightly to one another - Vegans, and Slackers.

The camera cut to the Tennis Rivals holding their arms out in front of them to block the oncoming wind, only to be blown back a few feet behind the Best Friends.

"That's it!" Carrie said, holding Devin's hand and leading him since he had his eyes closed. "Just keep putting one foot in front of the other." She stopped and turned to face him. "I'm so proud of you Devin!"

He opened his eyes long enough to smile and say "I couldn't have done it without you pal!" She smiled and continued leading him down the skywalk as he whispered a mantra of 'Not going to die. Not going to die.'

They continued on, but the camera lingered long enough to show Emma walking ahead without her sister. She heard a camera click, and turned back with a scowl.

"This is so cool!" Kitty yelled, the camera cutting to show her at the very edge of the skywalk and taking selfies with her phone.

"Focus!" Emma yelled back. "This is life or death!"

"Come on!" Kitty protested. "Look at what we're doing. It's incredible!" She threw her arms out and leaned even further out. "I feel so alive!"

"Yeah," Emma deadpanned as she took her sister's hand. "I'll make sure they put that on your tombstone." She yanked Kitty away from the edge.

"Promise me you'll never let go!" Jen cried as the shot cut to them, her eyes closed as she clung to her friend.

"Oh, never," Tom agreed. "I can't believe people pay to do this."

They continued on, and the camera lingered to catch the Vegans inching along. "We're doing this for you Mother Earth!" Miles called out. "Don't kill us!"

"Oh man," Rasta cried as the shot cut to him and Marley. "I wish we'd taked the stairs right about now!"

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"Comin' through!" MacArthur shouted as the shot cut to the Police Cadets and the Ice Dancers running through the stairwell. "Cadets for the win!"

"Not for long~!" Jacques called after them.

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"The last elevator has arrived," Don narrated over a shot of the last elevator arriving. "But while those teams still have to take the dreaded skywalk," the camera cut to their feet running past a nondescript grey door, "teams who took the stairs are literally leaping into the lead," the camera panned up to the door just in time to catch Jacques and Josee leaping out of it.

"First place!" Jacques cheered, both he and his partner dripping with sweat. As he caught his breath, the bored looking guide held up their travel tip. "Catch a flight with a zip, ride the line to your tip," he read. "Huh? Qu'est qui?"

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"Teams must catch a flimsy zipline," Don explained over a shot of two ziplines leading from the observation deck to the previously seen island, "over Lake Ontario to this island airport," the camera panned to the left to the hangars on the island, "and snag their next tip along the way," the shot cut to a travel tip hanging from the zipline.

The shot cut to the end of the zip line, showing Don walking over to the several old mattresses had been placed around the landing area. "The line was tested this morning by our intern, who ironically is also named Andrew."

The shot cut to a baseball cap with the show's logo floating in the water. "Condolences again to his family," Don said lowly and quickly.

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The music turned dramatic as Jacques and Josee slid in front of the ziplines in a pose, then jumped and grabbed the zipline's t-bar. The camera followed them as the zipped down the line, and Josee grabbed the tip. "Yes!" Jacques cheered, his face in a close up. "Go Team Canada! Yes!" his cheer echoed across the lake as the perspective switched back to normal.

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"Oh man!" Devin cheered as he and Carrie ran back inside the observation deck. "Thank goodness.

Pete wasn't far behind, but something crunched when he took a step and he crumpled to the ground. "Ow!" he screamed as his partner finished the skywalk. "My artificial knee just gave out!"

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GERRY & PETE; TENNIS RIVALS

"I gotta say, agreeing to do this show was a great idea," Pete said chipperly a jazzy tune playing in the background. "We've been through way tought battles than these kids. So what if the other teams have more drive, or zing, or ambition, or blind optimism... or..." his expression was getting noticeably less chipper as he spoke.

"This show was a terrible idea," he finished.

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The door to the stairwell opened to reveal the Police Cadets, MacArthur still carrying Sanders. "Finally," Sanders said.

"Yep," MacArthur agreed, dropping her partner without a second thought. "Now it's your turn to carry me."

"What?" Sanders asked.

"Hah," MacArthur barked out a laugh. "I'm joking. You couldn't carry a loaf of bread!"

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SANDERS & MACARTHUR; POLICE CADETS

"Looks like a lot of teams are dealing with some dead weight," MacArthur commented.

Sanders let out an offended gasp and put her hands on her hips. "Are you referring to me?"

MacArthur just smiled at the camera.

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"Zipline?!" Carrie asked as the shot cut to her and Devin reading their tip. "I've always wanted to do that!" The camera panned to the right to show the Tennis Rivals.

"Zipline?!" Gerry asked. "I never wanted to do that!"

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The shot cut to Don at the end of the zipline just as Jacques and Josee landed gracefully. "Thank you! We love you!" Josee said to no one as they smiled and waved at the camera. "Merci!"

"Wh- who are you waving to?" Don asked in confusion. "There's no one here."

"Our fans," the Ice Dancers answered, still waving.

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JACQUES & JOSEE; ICE DANCERS

"Our fans give us the love and energy we need to perform under extreme pressure," Josee told the camera. "Without them my partner Jacques would never be able to overcome his many faults."

Jacques stopped smiling and glanced at his partner. "Um why do you say many like that?"

"You know why," she told him, still smiling.

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Josee held up the tip for Jacques to read. "Huh?" he said in confusion before leaning his head down. "Book two seats on the next flight to Morocco."

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"There are three flights heading for Morocco," Don explained as he walked down the airport's runway, "departing thirty minutes apart."

"Teams who arrive on the first flight," he continued as the camera cut to the Ice Dancers getting their plane tickets from a well dressed balding half-Asian man, "have the distinct advantage of arriving first." He handed them their tickets, and Josee garbed them with a smile, then they leapt out of frame much to the man's confusion.

"Teams on the the last flight," he continued as the shot cut back to him," should probably question why they even entered this race because wow. Really?"

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ANGEL & BRIDGETTE; SWEETHEARTS

"Both times we competed we kinda got the short end of the stick," Bridgette told the camera. "But this time is gonna be different."

"We're a great team," Angel added with a soft look toward her girlfriend. "And if we do lose, it'll be because of we made a mistake, not because somebody messed with us."

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The scene skipped ahead to Carrie grabbing the tip. Devin was holding the T-bar with both hands and Carrie was sitting in his lap. "We did it!" Devin cheered. "You are the best!" he told her, causing her to giggle and blush.

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DEVIN & CARRIE; BEST FRIENDS

"I had to do the race with Carrie," Devin told the camera. "She's smart, fast, determined," he counted off, causing her to sigh wistfully.

"And my girlfriend Shelley was busy," he finished. Carrie's face fell.

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"Need a hand?" Gerry asked with a smirk as he and Pete rode the zipline. He pushed his partner, and Pete fell into the water screaming.

"That was for Wimbledon '77!" Gerry called out. He grabbed the tip with both hands. "Gotcha!" he cheered before he too fell into the lake. "Aw dang it!"

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The camera cut back to the skywalk, where Angel was moving forward at a faster rate than she wanted judging by her look of panic. "Bridgette?" she asked the wind picking her up and carrying her to the right. "Heeeeeeelp!

"Angel!" Bridgette cried in alarm, running past the startled Reality TV Pros, Vegans, Slackers, Fashion Bloggers, and Sisters.

She reached out a hand and grabbed her girlfriend, then grabbed the exit to the sky walk with her other hand, effectively saving Angel.

"AAAAAHHHHH!" Angel screamed in terror as the camera cut to a close-up of her face.

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ANGEL & BRIDGETTE; SWEETHEARTS

"Maybe this race wasn't a good idea," Angel said warily, both girls' hair sticking in every direction.

"Maybe," Bridgette agreed.

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The heavy guitar theme played as the shot cut to Rock and Spud at the start of the skywalk. "Dude, check this out," Rock told his partner. He spit in the air, and the wind blew the glob back and into Spud's face.

Rock chuckled as Spud glared at him. "Sorry man."

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ROCK & SPUD; ROCKERS

"The wind was howlin' like," Rock said, "Woooosh. And the spit whipped his face like, plbt! And then there was this bird and it was like Rawk! Rawk!"

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"First one to get the tip grabs the top bunk back at our dorm room," MacArthur challenged as the shot cut to the Police Cadets at the top of the zipline.

"I already have the top bunk," Sanders told her smugly, her hands on her hips.

MacArthur's eyes narrowed. "Not for long."

The scene skipped ahead to them on the zipline as MacArthur let out a "Whoo!"

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The camera cut to the door to the stairwell as Brody and Geoff walked out with a smile. "We did it man!" Suddenly he screamed and dropped to the floor, much to his partner's shock.

"Ah my calves! My calves!" he cried while holding he leg. Dwayne and Junior finished climbing the stairs shortly after.

"Good," Dwayne panted as his son ran ahead, "good job son."

"Extreme!" Tyler cheered, he and Steven the next team to finish climbing the the stairs and tun to get their tip.

"We did it Baby!" Stephanie cheered as she and Ryan were the next to finish.

"Whoa," Ryan said sparing the Bromance Bros a quick glance. "Watch your step Sweetcheeks," he told her, lifting her and carrying her by his flexed bicep.

"Mm," Stephanie grunted. "I love it when you get all gentleman-like."

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"We made it!" Angel cheered as she and Bridgette finished the skywalk.

Mary and Ellody were the next to finish, and they were covered with splattered bugs.

"Well that was illuminating," Ellody deadpanned. Mary spat something out of her mouth, and a fly buzzed away from the two.

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MARY & ELLODY; GENIUSES

"Based on the splatter, the wind velocity was," Ellody said then paused for a moment, "forty-five knots."

"Twenty more and we'd be splattered," Mary said.

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The footage skipped ahead to the Best Friends, landing on the ground at the end of the zipline and reading their tip. "Morocco?!" the both said excitedly, then gasped and said "Woohoo!" simultaneously.

They ran off with a shared laugh, and Don watched them pass with a smile.

The camera followed the Police Cadets as Sanders snagged the tip and cheered.

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The camera cut to the end of the skywalk as the Rockers, Band Geeks, and Goths finished. "Rock n' Roll!" Rock cheered.

"Leg cramp!" Brody cried as the shot cut to him still on the ground.

"Come on bro," Geoff told him on as he continued to groan. "Pant it out, let me hear it."

The Stepbrothers finished the stair climb, seemingly too tired to insult each other. They were followed by the Surfer Dudes.

"As more teams reach the tarmac and get seats on flights one and two," Don narrated over the Sisters, Geniuses, Sweethearts, Vegans, Slackers, Father and Son, Fashion Bloggers, Mom and Daughter, Outcasts, Mallrats, and Daters on the zipline; the camera panned to the end, where Noah and Malcolm landed on the tarmac with the former on top of the latter, "the race to not come in last intensifies," Don finished, reaching his upper body into the shot.

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The shot cut back to the door to the stairs, where Brody was still on the ground and Jay was pulling Mickey by the leg. "Almost there Mickey," Jay said. "Stay with me."

"I am a dainty princess," Mickey sang to himself.

"Come on bro we gotta move!" Geoff said, grabbing Brody's arm and dragging him.

"Potassium!" Brody cried. "Need potassium!"

"Does anybody have a banana?!" Geoff asked desperately as he reached the guide. The young man gave him a confused look.

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"Way to go Elliot!" Andrew cheered as the shot cut to the Band Geeks on the zipline, the tip in Elliot's hands.

The landed on the mattress, but before they could get up, Geoff and Brody landed on them. "Sorry," he told them. "Thanks for breakin' our fall dudes." He read the tip in his hands and gasped. "Morocco? Sweet!"

The Bromance Bros got up and ran to the airport, but before the Band Geeks could get up, the Adversity Twins landed on them. "Whoa," Mickey said. "I can't believe we did it." He noticed Andrew and Elliot under them and said "Oops. Sorry."

"Take the next flight to Morocco," Jay read. "Come on!" Jay said, getting up and running.

"Yay," Mickey said unenthusiastically. "Flying."

"The teams have arrived," Don narrated over the dripping wet Tennis Rivals running to the airport. "And the flights have been booked.

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The scene cut to the show's world map, a green rectangular box was drawn around near the Toronto area and that section of the map was enlarged to show three yellow plane icons next to a grey hangar.

"Flight number one," the furthest left plane turned orange, "will contain Father and Son," a circular icon showing Dwayne and Junior against a blue background appeared in the top far left, "Best Friends," Carrie and Devin against a pale green background showed up in the top middle left, "Sweethearts," Angel and Bridgette against a lavender background in the top middle right, "Daters," Ryan and Stephanie against a plum background in the top far right, "Jocks," Steven and Tyler against a red background in the bottom far left, "Police Cadets," Sanders and MacArthur against a pale blue background in the bottom middle left, "Ice Dancers," Jacques and Josee against a pale purple background in the bottom middle right, "and the Reality TV Pros," Malcolm and Noah appeared against a saturated blue background in the bottom far right.

"Flight number two," the team icons disappeared and the furthest left plane switched back to yellow as the middle plane turned orange, "carries the Sisters," a circular icon showing Emma and Kitty against a pale red background appeared in the top far left, "Vegans," Laurie and Miles against a yellow background showed up in the top middle left, "Mallrats," Wyatt and Caitlin against a saturated purple background in the top middle right, "Slackers," Rasta and Marley against a green background in the top far right, "Fashion Bloggers," Tom and Jen against a teal background in the bottom far left, "Mom and Daughter," Kelly and Taylor against a cream background in the bottom middle left, "Rockers," Rock and Spud against a purple background in the bottom middle right, "and Geniuses," Ellody and Mary appeared against a sickly green background in the bottom far right.

"And flight number three," the team icons disappeared and the middle plane switched back to yellow as the furthest right plane turned orange, "has the Band Geeks," a circular icon showing Andrew and Elliot against a white background appeared in the top far left, "Goths," Crimson and Ennui against a saturated red background showed up in the top middle left, "Surfer Dudes," Reef and Broseph against a saturated yellow background in the top middle right, "Bromance Bros," Geoff and Brody against a pale pink background in the top far right, "Adversity Twins," Mickey and Jay against a baby blue background in the bottom far left, "Outcasts," Beardo and Cody against a grey background in the bottom middle left, "Stepbrothers," Lorenzo and Chet against a saturated plum background in the bottom middle right, "and the Tennis Rivals," Pete and Gerry appeared against an orange background in the bottom far right.

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The shot cut back to the tarmac, Don walking into view. "Who will win the first leg of our race? Tune in to find out!" He declared, raising a finger in the air. "The Ridonculous Race is..."

"...to be continued!" He raised one eyebrow, lowered the other, and flashed a smile so white it served as the flash that transitioned to the credits.

(Roll the Credits)

Author's Note Post Script: Whew. That was a bit more than I was expecting. Maybe adding all those other teams wasn't the best idea. But I'm here now, and I'll see it through. I have a general idea on how I want this to go, but I'll dedicate the bulk of this note to the differences and added teams.

Surfer Dudes: I'll be honest, my dad's the reason I added them. We were talking one day and he mentioned how he'd like to see Reef and Broseph be on the show if they did a future season.

Reality TV Pros: Noah's obviously the same, but I went with Maclolm as Owen's replacement due to me imagining Owen and Malcolm having the same voice actor.

Bromance Bros: With Reef and Broseph here, I couldn't very well call Geoff and Brody the Surfer Dudes, so I went with their pre-production title.

Outcasts: Cody and Beardo were one of my favorite friendships, and at the time I had no other second generation campers in the race. Even after I added Angel and Bridgette, I still kept them on because I like them so much.

Mallrats: Another 'what-if' scenario my dad brought up. Of course his choice was Jonsey and Jude, but I felt them too similar to the Surfers, Rockers, and Bros. That's not even going into the Slackers. So I went with Wyatt and Caitlin, who I shamelessly admit were my favorites. Also, I'm kicking around the idea of shipping Caitlin and Jen. Let me know what you think.

Slackers: Of the original characters for this spin-off, these are my favorites. Rasta's based on Shaggy from Scooby-Doo and Marley is based on Mordacai from Regular Show.

Jocks: Tyler, Tyler, Tyler. World Tour showed me just how much fun this guy is and I couldn't bear to let him go. So I gave him a bud from home and let him compete in the race. Both Jocks will get a relationship before the end of the show.

Sweethearts: This was going to be an original team that found themselves in conflict with the Ice Dancer, but I remembered how I completely screwed over these girls both times they competed. If they don't win, because I still haven't planned that far ahead, I know the other teams won't have anything to do with their elimination.

Band Geeks: I'm a band geek, so one of the teams had to be as well.

Now for who I imagine voices each original racer:

Andrew: JD from Scrubs

Elliot: Elliot from Scrubs

Marley: Ernie from Shark Tale

Rasta:Shaggy from Scooby-Doo

Steven: Harold from Harold and Kumar

And I'm sure I'm forgetting something.

I hope you all enjoyed the episode, or some part of it.

With that I'm signing off

-TotalDramaFan14