"And welcome back to Total Drama Pothead," Chris announced to the cameras. "When we last left off, Courtney and Duncan were just about to lose--"
"Hey!"
"Shut up. Now, anyway... uh... who will win this contest? The Ganja? Or Courtney and Duncan?" Chris cocked his head to the side, pondering something else to say about this. "Personally, I think this will be over faster than Empire Square's run on Fuse."
"...What the hell is Empire Square?" Trent asked.
"...What the hell is Fuse?" Harold added.
"Oh, am I the only one here that's ever vacationed in the States?" Chris chuckled. "You poor fucks."
Trent blinked. "...Seriously, what the fuck is Empire Square?"
Chris tapped his chin. "...Honestly, I don't remember, but I remember the theme song, and it was badass. It was like... doo-doo-doo-doo doh-da-doo-doo, doo-da-doo-doh, da, doo-doo-doo-doo doh-da-doo-doo, doo-da-doo-da, da--"
"Make him stop!" Duncan shouted, his hands practically smothering his ears. "Dammit, make him stop now!"
"--doo-doo-doo-doo doh-da-doo-doo--"
"Aw, fuck it!" The punk stood up and walked out, as did Gwen, Trent, Noah, and Eva. Nothing was worth this kind of torture. ...But Lindsay, on the other hand, thought Chris's humming was pretty catchy, especially with Courtney's shouts of "DAMMIT, YOU BETTER GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!!" and the sounds of the door closing behind them, as her head swayed back and forth to the beat.
"Well, looks like we've got only one member of the Killer Joints left," Chris pointed out. "Isn't this fun?"
"No."
"Killjoy."
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Gwen -- (facepalms) "I can't believe I left the room! I mean, sure, Chris was annoying as all hell, but... what if we lose? Honestly, I don't want to get voted off--not this soon, anyway. I'm so damn depressed all the time, and... and it's really sad when pot's the only thing that really perks me up, you know?"
Noah -- "Sorry to disappoint any of those psycho fangirls that were expecting me to... I don't know... kiss some boy's ear or something." (suddenly nervous; talking faster) "N-Not that I want to do that, mind you."
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"Oh, my good golly gee, Batman!" Owen cried happily as he sat down in the cafeteria, a full plate of cheeseburgers on his plate. "Yes! I love cheeseburgers..."
"Never would have guessed," Justin muttered, annoyed. "A little too self-indulgent, much?"
"Nothing wrong with indulging yourself with wonderful food," were Owen's words of wisdom.
"...Right." He looked down at his plate of nachos. "Well, there really is nothing wrong with indulging yourself every once in a while, I guess. You just do it too much." With that, he picked up a nacho and was about to eat it. But before he could...
"Can I have a nacho?"
"...Uh, sure."
"Okay!" Without warning, Owen tried to grab the nacho in Justin's hand with his mouth, but since the nacho was already about to make its way into Justin's mouth, Owen had somehow managed to...
"UGH!" Justin reeled back perhaps a second after lips met lips. "Damn it, Owen!"
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Owen -- "Whaaaaaat? I was hungry!"
Justin -- "For Owen's sake, he better stay a-fucking-way from me."
Cody -- (still trying to do air guitar; passes out from exhaustion)
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"And so, we have Cody, DJ, Lindsay, Katie, Sadie, and Harold... versus Courtney." Chris chuckled to himself. "You know, I really should stop the challenge here and save you guys the trouble."
"It would be appreciated," Harold added.
"No!" Courtney shouted. "I know I can do this! You can't just stop the challenge because there's only one person left!"
"Against six?" Chris laughed. "Do you really think you can outlast six competitors?"
"Everyone here thinks they can outlast twenty-one, in the long run," Courtney pointed out, and Chris fell silent.
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Chris -- "For someone who's supposed to be high out of their fucking mind, she's not very good at it."
Courtney -- "Unlike most stoners, I don't lose all sense of logic and common sense after one fucking joint. Maybe after two, but definitely not after one."
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"Alright, it's late enough in the challenge, so... who wants another joint?" Chris asked as Chef appeared with another platter. "And it's mandatory, too, so you better each take one."
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Courtney -- "...Fuck."
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"Oh, man, I'm sorry, guys, but I'm hungry as hell," DJ said, standing up. Cody made no motion to stop him.
Harold's stomach rumbled, too. "Ugh... so hungry..."
"We can do this, okay?" Cody said, trying to keep what was left us his group intact. "All we have to do is outlast... uh... what's-her-face."
"C-C-C-Combo breaker?" Lindsay asked.
"N-No, the chick over there." Cody pointed to Courtney, who was sprawled out on the floor.
"Ooooooooh," Katie whined, her stomach rumbling. "I think I need to... to lay down..." She fell face first into Sadie's lap.
Harold fainted.
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Harold -- "Whaaaaat? That was fucking hot!"
Cody -- "That was fucking hot..."
Chris -- "That was fucking hot."
Katie and Sadie -- (both blush)
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"Okay, uh... girl whose name escapes me," Cody tried to reason, "please leave so we can all eat lunch."
"No!" Courtney shouted back. "We can starve for all I care!"
"I care," Lindsay said. "I would like to eat."
"You eat?"
Chris yawned. "Alright, I'm starting to get bored, and that's not good. Boredom makes me do weird shit, especially when I'm high." He tapped his chin again in thought, before coming up with an idea, much like the one he had during the first challenge. "Who wants nachos?"
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Courtney -- "Fortunately for me, even in my stupor I saw through what Chris was doing."
Katie and Sadie -- (Katie:) "Sorry, Cody." (Sadie:) "Nachos... we love you..."
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"Wh-Where are you going?" Cody managed to ask as the two BFFFLs made their way to the door. He didn't get an answer, but he continued talking. "D-Don't forget to come back for... uh... tea... or whatever the fuck we're doing later..."
Harold opened his eyes. "I guess our win wasn't set in... uh... stone as much as we... um... thought." He fished out a little black sphere from his pocket. "Maybe I should... uh... ask my Magic Eight Ball if we are really going to win this thing."
Courtney shot up to a sitting position. "Did someone say 8-ball?"
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Courtney -- "This is all Tyler's fault!"
Chris -- "...Yeah, I'm not seeing it either."
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Cody brightened up like a light. A devious smirk on his face, he turned to Courtney. "Yeah, babe. There's 3.54 grams of white powder in the cafeteria with your name on it."
Courtney's eye twitched. "Must... overcome... 8-Ball Senses..."
Cody began inhaling deeply through his nose.
"...M-Must... overcome..."
He inhaled again.
...
Courtney stood up happily. "Oh, fuck it. Like I'm going home anyway."
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Courtney -- "And why would I go home? I'm the leader! They need me!"
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As Courtney ran out of the room, the remaining Ganja (Cody, Harold, and Lindsay) cheered, as did Chris, who was happy to finally get rid of the whiny bitch.
"Ganja, you guys are safe for tonight!" Chris exclaimed. "Let's go downstairs and tell the others of your awesome victory."
"Aw, no victory joint?" Harold asked, upset.
Chris gave it some thought before returning a playful grin. "Why the hell not?"
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Tyler -- "...Have you ever had a really bad feeling that someone's blaming you for everything? Or that your crush is exposing herself to a bunch of horny geeks? Or maybe I'm just paranoid..."
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"Oh, God, it's so hot in here," Lindsay whimpered as she sat up against the wall, opposite of Chris, Cody, and Harold, whose joints alone filled the room with massive amounts of smoke. "Seriously, I'm about to fry. Could you excuse me for a sec?" Absentmindedly, she began to remove her top.
All three guys fainted.
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Chris -- (embarrassed) "I swear, it was the pot that made me pass out! Grr, great timing, by the way..."
Cody -- (blushing deeply) "I... I hope Chris plans on showing some of the, uh, footage of what we missed." (chuckles nervously)
Harold -- (dreamily) "Boobies..."
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Courtney stepped into the cafeteria, looking around frantically. "Hey, has anyone seen 3.54 grams of white powder in here with my name on it?"
Duncan groaned. "No, Princess, and whoever told you that was probably trying to get you to leave. Ever thought of that?"
"...So there's no cocaine?"
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Courtney -- "UGH! That little fucker's gonna pay!"
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"And now, it's time for the Ganja-Go-Bye-Bye Ceremony," Chris announced as the remaining Killer Joints sat on the floor of his now smoke-filled room. "When I call off your name, come up and claim a baggie."
Tyler sighed and looked around, suddenly spotting an article of clothing on the floor. His eyes widened as he realized who it belonged to. "Lindsay?!"
Chris raised an eyebrow. "Uh, no, dude. It's Ezekiel, actually."
The toque-wearing teen stood up to claim his baggie.
"Next is Leshawna, Heather, Bridgette, Duncan, Geoff..."
The teens went up to claim their baggie.
"...Justin, Izzy..."
Tyler and Courtney both looked up at the final bag of weed on the plate, now both suddenly becoming horrified.
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Duncan -- "...What can I say? My hands are tied. And besides, it's not like I'm the one going home."
Ezekiel -- "That booss lady says I shoold voote off Tyler, eh. ...I didn't even knoow ladies could be boosses."
Leshawna -- "That pretty boy better be goin' home THIS time, that's for damn sure!"
Bridgette -- "I don't know if it's true or not, but... what if someone really is sabotaging our team, like they said? And if I don't vote this person off, would I be sabotaging my team, too? Ugh... this is so confusing..."
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"The final baggie goes to..."
Tyler and Courtney bit their lower lips, both hoping to hear their name called.
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"Doo-doo-doo-doo doh-dah-doo--"
"CHRIS!" Duncan shouted.
"GEESH! Sorry for trying to make it more suspenseful with music and shit." Chris rolled his eyes. "Anyway, Courtney, here you go." He threw it at her face.
"W-What?" Tyler gasped, standing up. "B-But..."
"Are you kidding me?!" Leshawna shouted. "You're kickin' that sweet boy off, and not the motherfucker that took MY parking space?!"
"You're STILL pissed off about that?" Justin asked.
"Alright, that's enough, you crazy kids," Chris said before turning to Tyler. "Yo, Tyler, it's time for you to walk down the Hall of Shame and ride the E-loser-vator and shit. Buh-bye."
Sighing, Tyler made his leave.
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Courtney -- "Looks like my plan worked like a charm. ...Whaaaaat? I'm planning on becoming a politician someday. I gotta learn how to find scapegoats somehow if I'm ever going to make it in politics."
Heather -- "That bitch didn't fool me for a second. I mean, seriously, you fell for another team's trick? Some leader. I could make a better one."
Lindsay -- "I wonder if I could get that one guy's number. You know, the guy in the... uh... red jacket. He's pretty cute."
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Bridgette - Tyler
Courtney - Tyler
Duncan - Tyler
Ezekiel - Tyler
Geoff - Courtney
Heather - Courtney
Izzy - Tyler
Justin - Courtney
Leshawna - Justin
Tyler - Courtney
Tyler - 5 votes
Courtney - 4 votes
Justin - 1 vote
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Probably not the most popular decision ever, but it made for good drama, didn't it?
And for the record, I actually really like the theme to Empire Square, but I figure Chris would find a way to massacre it if he hummed it.