"Last time on Total Drama Island. An escaped psycho killer terrorized our campers with his meat mangaling hook and mega murderous chainsaw. There was a large amount of screaming...especially since the whole thing was just an elaborate punk. Ooh ooh ohh I love this part! Duncan was the only one to psych out the psycho! But ultimate victory went to Gwen, who somehow ended up in the kitchen with the actual psycho! Which left DJ with the chicken heart to board the loser boat home. Only seven campers remain. Who will win? Who will lose? Who will need a rabies shot?" Chris says while getting bit by a beaver. "Thanks to this ungrateful little...find out on this episode of..Total. Drama. Island!"

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We were walking around the camp together when Owen spotted flowers on the ground.

"Ooh ooh look Y/n the flowers. They're so pretty." He leans down and starts to pick them one by one.

"Yeah, they are pretty." I say without turning around.

"Hey, you didn't even look!" He pouts.

I turn around to face Owen, but see he's no longer behind me. We all stop walking and look around.

"Umm wasn't there just a three hundred pound bag of joy talking to you?" Gwen asks me.

"I'm only 296." Owen says and we all look up and see him dangling from a tree branch. His leg got caught on some rope. "Someone set a trap." A big wooden cage soon drops on everyone as Owen looks down at us. "Or two."

"Gooooood Morning campers! Or should I say, trappers! Ready for today's challenge?" Chris says with a beaver in his hands. "Excellent, then let's chat about it over chow...shall we." He starts walking away as if we can follow him.

"Chris! Could you let us out?" I say to his with my hands on the cage.

"He's coming back to untrap us, right?" Just as he says that a knife flies through the air and cuts the rope holding up Owen. He then falls onto the cage, opening the door for us to get out.

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I sit beside Gwen and Geoff as we all inspect Chef's mystery dish. We stir it around with our spoons, but it gets stuck because of the consistency.

"Campers, there are only seven of you left on Total Drama Island! After tonight's dramatic campfire ceremony only six of you will remain. We're nearing the end people! So look alive!"

***confessionals***

Duncan: "What are my chances of winning? I'd say they're pretty darn great because anyone who doesn't vote for me is a dead man. Are you listening out there all of you who've been kicked off? If you don't vote for me, I'll find you!" He says menacingly towards the camera

Geoff: "I am so stoked! The final seven! And I'm going all the way dudes! Woohoo! I think I've got a good shot at winning. Heck, I won student council president two years running and I didn't even give a speech! I can do this man. Woo!!"

***confessionals end***

"In today's challenge, you'll each have eight hours to trap an animal-"

"Got one!" Duncan said holding Owen by the wrist.

"...a wild animal. Which you must bring back to the camp fire...unharmed. Rangers and game wardens  often have to relocated animals for their own good. And..the good of campers."

"For my good? I'd like to barbecue my animal. I'm starving!" Gwen says as Geoff and Leshawna fight over some food.

"Funny you should mention that Gwen. Reward for winning today's challenge is a meal of all of your favorite foods!"

"Oh I have to win. I haven't properly eaten since we got here." I say pushing my plate to the side.

"If you're not gonna eat your food, I'll take it." Owen says pointing to my plate. I shrug and he rushes over and ingests it.

***confessionals***

Owen: "I can't believe I'm in the final seven! Can you imagine me winning?! That would be awesome. Woohoo! Everyone else here totally deserves it more than I do though. Except Heather... she's really mean. I'm not afriad of her though."

"Owen." Heather knocks on the confessionals and Owen shrieks.  "Are you almost finished in there?"

"Just about done..."

****confessionals end****

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"Everyone, choose an animal assignment." Chris says holding a hat. Owen goes up first and selects his animal.

"Chipmunk."

"Frog."

"Racoon."

"Duck."

"Beaver."

"Deer." I say holding up my card. Heather inspects her card then gasps.

"Bear?! Are you kidding me?"

"It's the only animal left."

"These degenerates get cute little froggy and wee baby ducky and I'm supposed to trap a bear with my bare hands?"

"You do get sixty seconds in the boat house to gather any equipment that might help."

"Unless there's an animal trainer and a zebra carcass in there I don't think it would be adequate. This is ridiculous." Heather says as she starts to walk away.

"I don't think I mentioned the penalty yet."

I don't care! I'll take it."

"Loser cleans the communal washrooms." Heather stops in her tracks and we all gasp.

"Sorry," Owen says holding his stomach. " I think I ate too much of that delicious paste."

"Alright campers you have just one minute in the boat house to select your critter catching gear."

We all rush into the boat house to pick out what we want to use. I find a net in a crate and my eyes light up.

"Yes!" Heather notices and glares at me then tries to get my net. "Hey! Quit it."

"You have a deer, I have a maneating bear!"

"Don't make it angry and it won't be tempted to eat you. You probably taste bad anyways." I say as we play tug of war. I then kick her in the shin and she let's go of the net.

"Ow! You idiot. Now how do I get the bear!?"

"I don't know. Sounds like a personal problem!" I say as I leave the boat house.

***confessionals***

Y/n: "The final seven! Omg! I honestly didn't expect to make it this far!" I say pretending to think. "Kidding! Haha. I totally did. At first I only did it for fun. But once I started realizing that I had a shot of winning, I locked in. Everyone here has been so amazing and sweet...minus Heather and Duncan. The first thing I'm gonna do with the money, is go eat at a fancy restauratn to make up for the disgusting food we've had to eat."

Gwen: "I don't know. I guess I have a chance. Let's put it this way, if I didn't think I could win, do you really think i would be in this gump?Putting up with the revolting food, giant bugs, and cameras in your face all day is one thing. But Heather? Only a hundred thousand dollars could make me live with her."

Heather: "I assume I'm the favorite to win." She says filing her nails. I mean, look who's left, weird goth girl, a criminal,  a fart machine, a party dude, Leshawna, and princess sunshine. And the only thing Y/n has going for her is that she hasn't made any enemies yet. Woopty doo! We're not here to make friends. We are here to win. And that is exactly what I plan on doing."

***confessionals end***

"Everyobdy ready?"

"Yes!" Everyone but Heather says.

"No!!!"

"Game on!" We all take off running to find our animals.

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I peep behind the bushes and see my target bent over eating some grass.

***confessionals***

Y/n: "Did you know that about six million deer get killed by hunters each year? Poor deer. If I win, I hope Chef doesn't kill my deer and turn it into stew."

***confessionals end****

I reach for the bushes where some berries are in and pick them off. I then throw them beside the deer to get it's attention. It stops eatting the grass and sniffs the berries. It starts eating the berries and I take that as an opportunity to trap it. I sneak up behind it and throw the net onto it.

"Yes!"

The deer starts struggling and then starts moving. I grab the net and all of a sudden the deer starts sprinting, dragging me behind it. I scream as the deer drags me all the way to the camp site.

"How the heck am I supposed to catch a bear?" Heather says looking under a crate.

"AHHHHH! HEATHER! OPEN THE CAGE OPEN THE CAGE!"

She prints to the cage and opens it. I let go of the deer and it runs inside the cage.

"Haha yes!" I say. My clothes were scuffed up and dirty while pieces of my hair were splayed out everyhwere. "I win!"

"Open the cage!" Gwen says while running. She's leading her duck with the duck food towards us. Me and Heather run out of the way as she opens the cage and let's the duck go inside. Gwen exhales and looks around. "Aw darnit. You beat me."

"You can have some of my dinner."

"Sure! I've never had deer before but, surely it's good."

I stand in front of the cage with my arms out blocking it. "I didn't mean the deer! No way am letting Chef cook the deer. You can just have whatever else he serves."

"OPEN THE CAGE!" Duncan says while the racoon messed with his hair. He struggles to get it off of him. I open the cage and he tosses it inside.  He then closes the gate and laughs. "Ha, what do you think of that?!"

"Y/n won already." Heather says as his smile drops and I smirk at him.

"Don't forget, last camper to clean their critter cleans the washroom." Chris says from the speakers.

"Welp, I have nothing better to do. I can help you bag a bear? Deer." Duncan says to Heather pulling out the deer antlers from the paintball challenge.

***confessionals***

Heather: "He's evil. Manipulative, sketchy, and completely unpredictable..I like the way he thinks. And since I'm seriously in the market for a new alliance, bring on Mr. Delinquent.

***confessionals end****

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Chef set up a fancy table with a candle centerpiece and fancy utensils. I sat at the head of the table waiting to be served.

"Wow!  That all looks good!"

"OPEN THE CAGE!" Geoff yells. Chris smiles and gets out of the way. Geoff shakes the beavers out of their home and into the cage.

"Aye man, impressive. And no rabies!"

"Ughhh." Leshawna  groans. She's covered in mud as she walks over to the cage and throws her frog inside.  "I'm going to take a shower."

"Congratulations you guys." Geoff and Leshawan walk by me with salty looks on their faces as Chef wheels the food out to me.

"Guess they're just jelaous."

"So, Y/n. What are you having first?" Chris says sitting across from me.

"I don't know where to start." I start to cut my steak but here yelling.

"Woohoo! Chris. Open the cage!" Chris jumps up to open the cage, but Owen's animal and him run right by it. The chipmunk then runs on top of my food and then Owen bursts through the table snapping it in half.

"Bummer Y/n."

"So what now?!" I say to the host who just shrugs at me.

"Close the cage!" Owen says while running into the cage after his animal.

"You sure?"

"Yes!" He gets locked in the cage with his animal and the rest of the animals. They all start to bite and attack him as he yelps in pain.

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"You sure you don't wanna go to the infirmary to get your uh..butt dart removed?" Duncan asks Heather who's being held up. Apparently, Owen manganed to shoot her with a tranquilizer dart while he was trying to shoot his chipmunk.

"Not until Owen the big gassy giant goes home." Heather slurs.

"You've all cast your votes and made your decisions. When I call your name come up and claim your mashmallow. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow tonight must immediately return to the dock of shame. To catch the boat of losers and leave. That means you are out of the contest...and you can't come back. Ever.

***confessionals***

Gwen: "The one thing I'll be happy to never see again...Chef's food."

Y/n; "Definitely the food."

Duncan: "The food."

Leshwana: "That is the rankest-"

Heather: "Stankiest-"

Duncan: "Nastiest-"

Gwen: "Grossest-"

Y/n: "Oldest-"

Gwen: "Moldiest-"

Heather: "Blandest-"

Duncan: "Baddest-"

Heather: "Most disgusting slop I have ever had to eat. Oh and the bathrooms..."

Y/n: "Have you seen those stalls, I don't think they've been cleaned in-"

Heatehr: "Thirty five years!"

Leshawna: "Woweee they stink."

Duncan: "And I mean stink."

****confessionals end***

"The first marshmallow goes to Geoff. Y/n.  Leshawna. Duncan. Heather. One marshmallow left. Two players. Owen, Gwen. One of you has spent your last night on Total Drma Island."

"Just give it to Gwen already..." Heather slurs.

"Ehhh." Chris shrugs as he throws the marshamallow to her.

"My man Owen." Geoff says as he daps up Owen. He fist bumps Leshawna and I give him a high five.

"Well it's been fun you guys."

"We'll miss you Owen."

"Aww I'll miss you too Y/n." He waves to everyone one last time and then gets on the boat of losers.

"Being the loser, you realize, you still have some unfinished business." Chris says to Heather.

"Duncan I require your services."

AUTHORS NOTE

i hope this was okay, i had a hard time bc this episode was really boring to me lol