Heyo everyone, it is I! Uncle Grimsley! And I have for you wonderful kids a brand new chapter of TDWT Rewrite!

Thanks again to everyone who has been reading this story. It means a lot to me that my work is being seen and appreciated by people. I hope I can live up to everybody's expectations in this homestretch of the story.

Chris (voiceover, clips of the last episode play): Last time on Total Drama World Tour, our newlywed couples fell hard for Niagara Falls! With the teams dissolved, alliances were tested, a few tempers too! Sierra found, however, that the honeymoon challenge was the perfect way to propose to Cody- who quickly divorced her with the help of Alejandro and the NEW newcomer Blaineley! Now Al's got all the bases loaded, all he needs is a grand slam! (Cut to Chris's quarters) Who will win? Who will lose? Who will be- (looks over at his hot tub, where Blaineley is relaxing) in my HOT TUB?! The tub is for hosts only!

Blaineley (insistent): I'm a host! Watch, (turns to the camera) Lights, fights, and a whole world of awesome sights! Right here on Total Drama-

Chris (annoyed): Okay, OUT OF MY TUB!

(Opening Credits)

(Cut to the Winner's Class, Gwen relaxes at the bar while sketching in her art book, Duncan approaches a giant wedding cake that's on the bar)

Duncan: Hey, beautiful! Enjoying the cake?

Gwen (smirking): No way. Knowing Chris, he's probably rigged it with explosives. Or live animals.

Duncan (shrugging): Perhaps. (Sticks his finger into the cake and licks some frosting off it) Well whaddya know, it tastes like an actual cake!

Gwen: Well color me surprised. (Returns to her drawing)

Duncan: Whatcha drawing, pasty? (Looks over her shoulder, the camera shows that it's a drawing of a casket with the name "CHRIS" on it)

Gwen (devious): Oh nothing, just a little tribute to our favorite host.

Duncan: Ha! Nice one. (Gwen sighs)

Gwen (feigning exhaustion): If only we could get free of this flying death trap.

Duncan: Not until-

Gwen: Al's gone, I know. Hopefully we can count on Cody for the extra vote now.

Confessional (Gwen)

Gwen: I haven't told Cody we voted for Sierra yet, but I will soon. I was just preoccupied with, uh, (blushes and smiles) other things.

End Confessionals

(Duncan and Gwen continue to stare at each other dreamily when the PA goes off)

Blaineley (on the PA): Attention fellow passengers, feeling alone in the game? Looking for an ally you can call your very own? (In Loser's class, Alejandro and Cody share a confused look) Consider joining forces with ME! You won't regret it! (Quickly) This promise does not legally bind me, offer may be withdrawn at any time! (Blaineley hangs up the PA and turns to Chef) Have you considered helping out a contestant?

Chef: I never mess with the game, girly.

Blaineley (sly): Oh right, you got busted helping DJ last season. Shame, really, 'cause I have connections in the TV world, and I've always thought you'd be great on your OWN show. (Chef raises an eyebrow) Chris is just holding you back. (Cut to the loser's class, Noah and Cody sit on one side, Alejandro and Heather sit on the other)

Cody (to Noah): She wanted to hold a reception when we got home! She wanted one of those cupcake cakes and spend the whole day smashing icing into each other's faces!

Noah: Well aren't you glad that psycho isn't on this show anymore?

Cody: YES!

Confessional (Cody)

Cody (happy): It's been fourteen hours, and not ONCE have I had to look over my shoulder or move my hiding place for all my toiletries! (Cheers loudly) If I ever see that psychotic, escaped mental hospital resident again, it'll be too soon! I've gotta pay back Alejandro in some way!

End Confessional

Alejandro: Come now, gentlemen. They say it's best to INDULGE your wife, no?

Heather (annoyed): Except they weren't married. Nobody yesterday got married. No rings, no paparazzi, nothing. (Alejandro mock-gasps)

Cody (excitedly): That's true, that's true!

Alejandro (to Heather): You mean you would reject OUR marriage as well?

Heather (glaring): A million times over.

Alejandro (seductive): Oh come now Heather, surely you don't mean it. I KNOW you crave Alejandro Burromeurto like a baked chicken craves mole sauce.

Heather (disgusted): Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!

Alejandro: Ah, your mouth says "ew", but your eyes say something else.

Heather (annoyed): They say "barf"!

Alejandro (whispering): Good, good! The less suspicion, the better. (Heather raises an eyebrow)

Confessional (Alejandro)

Alejandro: I now recognize a small issue with sharing the same class as Noah- I can't strategize with Heather freely without him catching on. If he were to learn about my alliances with the others, my plan would be ruined. (Smirks) So, I must pretend to be alone and frail, hence the argument. (Thinks) Coincidentally, Blaineley announcing her secret plans for an alliance to everyone helps with that quite a lot as well.

Confessional (Heather)

Heather: He's DEFINITELY hiding something from someone, (grins) and I've deduced who. Noah clearly knows something about Alejandro, but Al didn't try to convince Gothzilla and Dumbcan to our- or rather HIS side either. So, perhaps THEY know something too. (Rubs her hands together) So, when Alejandro is preoccupied, I'll take the chance to interrogate all three of them, and Al will be none the wiser.

End Confessional

(Alejandro leaves the loser's class, Heather scooches over to Noah)

Heather: You and I have a similar problem.

Noah (deadpan): Despite our genius intellect and cunning, people don't think we're good members of our respective teams? Oh wait, that's just my problem.

Heather (surprised): No, that actually sums up how most of the season's been for me. (Shakes her head) No, I was talking about something, or someONE, else- Alejandro. (Noah blinks at this)

Noah: You mean the Spanish eel that you're falling for? What about him?

Heather: Ignoring that little remark, you called him that again! You called him an "eel" like you did back in London! (Noah's eyes widen) Huh, you know, London was so weird. When you guys were going up for elimination, I figured everyone would've wanted YOU gone instead of Owen. Hey, how DID Owen get eliminated?

Noah (looking around nervously): I, uh, I don't know what you're talki- (The PA suddenly turns on and cuts him off)

Chris (over the PA): If you look outside, you can see we've arrived at our next destination- (pan outside to show the Great Wall of China) China! (Cut to later on, the final seven contestants are lined up near a staircase going to the top of the wall) Ni hao! Welcome to China! A vast country rich in history, culture, innovation and delicious sauces! Our first challenge is torn from the pages of a rich history. In eight million BC, King Deutsen rode a battalion of donkey warriors down this very great wall!

Noah: Eight million BC? That's not even close to the correct era, there were DINOSAURS during that time!

Chris (not caring): Yeah, what he said. (Pan up to the wall, at the top of the staircase is an old donkey, one of the "bobsleighs" from Jamaica Me Sweet, a rickshaw carriage, a tricycle, a bicycle and a skateboard) We've provided a selection of vehicles to race to our mystery destination! They're first come, first served; it's the Chinese way. Ready, set! (The contestants get into running positions; suddenly Chris gets a call on his phone) I better get this. (Answers the phone) McLean here. Yeah, I'm trying to do a show here.

Heather (impatient): Do we go, or what?!

Chris (ignoring her): Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Alejandro: Yeah, we go?

Chris (ignoring him): Yeah, can we do this later?

Duncan: So we don't go now?

Chris (still ignoring them): Okay, fine! (The contestants take off running and even trample him) HEY! WHO SAID YOU COULD GO?! (Stands back up and brushes his shirt off) Yeah, WELL WATCH OUT! THERE'S A FEW THINGS I WAS GONNA WARN YOU ABOUT, BUT… forget it. (Snickers; cut to the contestants as they race to the "vehicles")

Heather (to Gwen): GWEN! Let's get ready to rock the Rickshaw carriage! (Aggressively) It is SO mine!

Gwen (confused): Wait, what? Why do you want to team up with me?! (Blaineley runs up to both of them)

Blaineley (smug): I don't see a vanity plate on it, "girlfriend"!

Confessional (Blaineley)

Blaineley: I would like to send a shoutout to my personal trainer, Buddy, for making me do all those sprints! You rule! Sorry for calling you a waste of skin, you know that was just the adrenaline talking.

End Confessional

Heather (glaring daggers at Blaineley): Stop breathing down my neck! Or get a mint already! (Blaineley roars loudly and smacks Heather in the face, causing her to yelp and fall over, Blaineley keeps running)

Confessional (Blaineley)

Blaineley: Also, big ups to my hand-to-hand combat instructor, Butchy! You are NOT a 'roid monkey, no matter what I said!

End Confessional

Heather (glaring after Blaineley): You DID NOT just do that.

Blaineley (smug): I'm good, right? (Leaps into the rickshaw carriage) Okay, come and get me, alliance buddy! Err, oops! What I meant to say was if any of you would still like to BE in an alliance with me, feel free to pull! I'm true size 0, FYI. (Cut to later on, Duncan and Alejandro arrive to the selection area, out of breath)

Alejandro (recovering): Duncan, you do know I think of you as my bromigo?

Duncan: Yeah, so? We gonna wrestle over this or what? (Refers to the bicycle)

Alejandro: If you want it, it's yours. I will unfortunately have to ride this skateboard.

Duncan (hopping onto the bike): Later! (Rides off and rings the bicycle's bell; when he's gone, Alejandro effortlessly stomps onto one end of the skateboard, flipping it into his hand, he glares after Duncan)

Confessional (Alejandro)

Alejandro: A small price to pay to keep the facade going. What I forgot to say was that I won a gold medal at the South American Skate Olympics.

End Confessional

(Gwen hops onto the tricycle)

Heather (catching up): Wait up, Gwen! (Runs in front of the tricycle to block Gwen from leaving) Why don't we work together on this challenge?

Gwen (weirded out): What's gotten into you? You've never been willing to help me, not even when we were teammates.

Heather (whispering): Keep it down! I know you know something about Alejandro, so spill it out! (Gwen just raises an eyebrow)

Gwen: Alejandro? You mean the carbon copy of Justin, except for being Spanish? The one you're obsessed with? THAT Alejandro?

Heather (frustrated): Just tell me!

Gwen: No can do, Heather. I've got a race to win. (Takes off, riding over Heather's foot in the process, Heather growls and grabs her foot as she hops around on the other one; Cody races by on the donkey; Heather looks back at Noah, who's looking at the bobsleigh nervously)

Heather (running over to him): Hey, Noah! You and I both know that that… thing gets faster with more weight! Maybe we should team up! (Before Noah can respond, she grabs him and the board) I know, great idea, now let's go! (She takes off with him at the front of the board, she sits at the back; they both roll away on the board at a fast speed, Noah screaming the whole way; Blaineley just sits back and laughs at everything)

Blaineley: Oh, this show never ceases to amuse me. (Cut to Duncan and Alejandro, they are both neck and neck in the race)

Duncan: Nice speed there, buddy!

Alejandro: Gracias! I hope gravity is also your buddy on this incline!

Duncan: Thanks! Hope a wheel doesn't lock up and land you on your face! (Alejandro smugly rolls ahead of Duncan; Duncan glares until he sees something up ahead) Whoa-ho! Hey bro, what's that! (Pan ahead, Alejandro ollies over something on the ground casually; it seems to be a small case)

Chris (over a megaphone on a helicopter): Yo! Wanna know what else the Chinese invented? (Duncan drives over the thing; cut over to Cody, a large explosion is seen far ahead from his position followed by a loud scream from Duncan; back where Duncan is, he's covered in ash and there's a large crater where the bomb once was)

Cody (to the donkey): It's okay, Ace! Now can you just give me a little more gas here? (The donkey farts loudly) That's not at all what I meant. (Noah and Heather zip by him and start coughing loudly) C'mon, we gotta get a move on, Ace! Hiyah! (Kicks the donkey, causing it to run really fast) WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAA! AWESOME! (Cut to Noah and Heather as they keep flying up and down hills)

Heather (shouting over the wind): Okay, string bean! Start talking about Alejandro, or you're gonna be kissing the pavement!

Noah (annoyed): Alright, fine! You thought he was a lying, deceitful casanova, right?

Heather: Yes!

Noah: Well, for once you were right! He IS a lying, deceitful casanova! (Heather's eyes widen) He single handedly took down Team Victory by pretending to be their friend! He'd butter them up, then give 'em the boot! First with giving Harold false confidence, then flirting with Bridgette and getting her stuck to a pole, then riling up LeShawna so she would mad at you and throw the game, and finally by lying to DJ about his "curse"!

Heather (glaring): I KNEW that jerk was hiding something! (Snickers) That guy is so going DOWN!

Noah: Yeah, and if you REALLY want to know, in London I WAS voted off, but Owen kinda took the fall for me! Both the luckiest and unluckiest thing to happen to me on this entire show! (They suddenly roll over an explosive and go flying into the air) I TAKE IT BACK! (Cut to Alejandro and Duncan, Alejandro keeps rolling along confidently until Duncan passes him)

Duncan: Thought you lost me, eh buddy?! (Alejandro just rolls ahead of him with a single kick)

Alejandro (smug): Glad you're okay, PAL!

Duncan: Hey, your shoelace is untied!

Alejandro: Pssh, they're boots! Nice try! (They begin going uphill, both begin grunting in effort)

Duncan: Who needs to try?! (Grunts)

Alejandro: Not me! (They both keep panting and grunting)

Confessional (Duncan)

Duncan: Alejandro doesn't know we're onto him, so I figured I could pretend to be on his side to keep misleading him. Then, when elimination comes along, BAM! (Smashes his fist into his palm) Goodbye, Alejandro.

Confessional (Alejandro)

Alejandro: I know Duncan thinks I don't know about his alliance with Gwen and Noah, and it's cute to see him try and exploit that. But, as tonight's elimination will show, I'm not someone who can be fooled easily. Once Noah is gone, I'll be able to pick Duncan and Gwen off as well, and all that will be left is two peons and Heather, whom I'm fairly certain I can handle. (Grins) This game is mine.

End Confessional

(Cut to Gwen on the tricycle, Cody catches up to her as Ace keeps running)

Cody (shouting over the wind): Hey, Gwen! How's the race going?!

Gwen: Hey, Cody, I've been meaning to talk to you! Last night, at the elimination ceremony, I helped you vote out Sierra!

Cody (pleasantly surprised): Really? Thanks!

Gwen: Yeah, so just to make sure, you'll still help me vote someone out tonight, right?

Cody: Oh, uh, I can't help you tonight. But next elimination I'll definitely help out!

Gwen (confused): Why not tonight?

Cody (thinking): Because, I'm helping… someone else who helped me vote Sierra off tonight. (Gwen's eyes widen) But I promise, I'll help with the next elimination.

Gwen (to herself): Oh no…

Confessional (Gwen)

Gwen: Now that I think about it, there's no way only three votes got Sierra off. Someone else voted for her with us- Blaineley hates Noah's guts, so there's no way she voted for anyone other than him, and Noah voted for Alejandro to avoid suspicion, so that leaves Heather and Alejandro. If HEATHER secured Cody's vote, then she'll likely use it against Alejandro, but if ALEJANDRO secured it, then that means the plan just went down the crapper.

End Confessional

(Noah, Heather and the bobsleigh finally land back down with a sickening crunch after the explosion)

Heather (grumbling as she stands up): Watch where you're steering next time, lazy!

Noah (cracking his back): You really think this thing has ANY form of steering?! (Heather growls, then calms down)

Heather: Look, back to Alejandro- I can help you eliminate him, but you'll owe ME down the line, deal?

Noah: Let's see, either lose to the Spanish devil, or make a deal with the devil's girlfriend?

Heather (annoyed): I am NOT the devil! A-And I'm not his girlfriend either! Look, we both want him gone, so let's just suck it up and work together!

Noah (glaring): Listen here, she-hulk: I have nothing to gain from allying with you that I can't get on my own, and there's no consequence for NOT allying with you either. You've got no allies, and you certainly don't have enough votes against me. Add all that up, including the fact that nobody in their right mind would ever trust you, and you'll see that my answer is NO. (Heather scowls, then realizes something)

Heather (smug): Actually, I DO have allies. And I DO have the majority vote against you.

Noah: Don't try to bluff me, honey. It'll end poorly for you.

Heather (getting in his face): It's NOT a bluff. Just you wait until elimination, where YOU'LL be free-falling out of the plane! (Heather hops onto the bobsleigh and takes off without Noah)

Noah (groaning): Way to lose your ride. (Sighs and follows after her on foot; cut back to Alejandro and Duncan, by now Gwen and Cody are catching up)

Alejandro (to Duncan): Feel like slowing down yet, amigo?!

Duncan: Never! Not until I've won this stupid race!

Gwen (to herself): Gotta tell Duncan, gotta tell Duncan, gotta tell Duncan…

Cody (to Ace): You can do it, Ace! (Ace grunts and snorts; Heather begins to catch up to the others)

Heather: Just a bit more! (Pan all the way back to Noah, who's huffing and puffing while running)

Noah (between breaths): Whatever!

Chris (from his helicopter): Whoever survives, meet me at the finish! There's more bombs to come, plus three fortune cookies with every takeout entree! Right here on Total Drama World Tour!

(Commercial Break)

(Cut to a finish line somewhere along the wall, Chris stands next to it)

Chris: Welcome back to Total Drama, where our contestants are in a mega-tough race down the Great Wall of-

Duncan and Alejandro: LOOK OUT! (Chris dives off the wall as Alejandro and Duncan cross the finish line at the same time, both skid to a stop)

Alejandro: Bromigo, I think I beat you!

Duncan (scowling): No, bud, I edged you out big-time! (Chris climbs back up the wall)

Alejandro: Maybe we should check the photo-finish?

Chris: What show do you think you're on? There's no prize for first anyways.

Duncan and Alejandro (shocked): WHAT?!

Chris: If you had waited for me to say the rules, ANYbody who makes it over the line before the gong (refers to a gong next to the three of them) rings gets to join me for a very special lunch, aka the next part of the challenge.

Alejandro (insistent): I still won.

Duncan: Go sit on some chopsticks! (Cody and Gwen cross the finish line next)

Cody: Yes! We made it! Ever since Sierra's been gone, I feel like I lost- what does Sierra weigh? Like, a couple hundred pounds? (Heather shouts)

Heather (rolling in): CAN'T STOP! OUT OF THE WAY! (She goes flying off-screen and crashes into a wall with a sickening crunch, everyone else cringes)

Chris (grinning): Oh ho-ho-ho! Nasty! (Heather groans)

Heather: Just tell me I beat Blaineley.

Blaineley (reading a newspaper while relaxing in the rickshaw): Sorry, sweetie! I had the greatest tour ever! The little villagers, the rice patties, I even did a little shopping! (Pulls out several shopping bags for show)

Alejandro: But… who pulled you?

Blaineley: A good reporter never reveals her sources.

Chris (suspicious): Hey, where is Chef? He was supposed to ring the gong! I even had an outfit planned for him! (Cut to Chef, he flops down onto a table, sweating and out of breath)

Chef: If she's a size 0, I'm the Emperor of China! (Cut back to the finish line, Noah arrives, drenched in sweat and out of breath; he mutters incoherently and flops onto the ground)

Chris: Well, because a certain someone wasn't here to ring the gong, I guess you'll all be moving on to part two of the challenge. (Cut to the inside of a restaurant, the seven contestants are seated at a table) To win this challenge, you'll have to eat more than anyone else at this totally awesome Chinese restaurant!

Cody: Who doesn't love wontons? Last New Years, I ate about a thousand of the-

Chris (interrupting): Except that this is the world's most authentic Chinese restaurant! You'll be enjoying real street-food delicacies! (Alejandro flinches at this) Deep fried grasshoppers, kung-pao larvae- (Alejandro's cheeks bulge)

Duncan: Are you okay, bro?

Alejandro (feigning confidence): Pfft, I'm fine. Where I'm from, we eat barbecued guinea pig! This is (gags) nothing.

Confessional (Alejandro)

Alejandro: I've been dreading the eating competition. My body is a temple, and what temple-keeper would contaminate THIS (rips his shirt off and flexes his pecs effortlessly)

End Confessional

(Chris gets another phone call)

Chris (annoyed): Yo, it's McLean. Yeah, I'm trying to make a show here.

Duncan: If it's Courtney, tell her she's a loser! (Gwen elbows him) What? (Gwen glances past him, then leans in)

Gwen (whispering): I talked to Cody about voting with us.

Duncan: And?

Gwen: He's voting with someone else tonight instead!

Duncan (shocked): What?! (Gwen shushes him, he scowls) You mean the little dweeb isn't following up on his promise?

Gwen: No, he will; he's just fulfilling his promise to someone else.

Duncan: Someone else? Who could he be- (Gwen looks over to Alejandro, who's sitting and waiting casually) Oh… oh crap.

Chris (hanging up the phone): Okay, you have to eat each bowl of delish food, opening your mouth to prove it went down! If you're last to finish, or you puke, you go sit on the loser bench! (Chef wheels in a cart full of food, he places bowls of what looks to be a cube of sushi in front of each contestant; Blaineley's food looks slightly different from everyone else's, Chef gives her a subtle nod)

Blaineley: Looks simply scrumptious, Chef! (Cody picks up his block with chopsticks)

Cody (weirded out): What IS it? I-Is it roasted eel?

Chris: It's donkey meat! Local delicacy! (Everyone gags, Cody just stands up)

Cody: ACE?! Where are you?! Fart if you can hear me! (Blaineley just swallows her piece effortlessly)

Blaineley: Delicious! (Shows she swallowed the whole thing; Duncan and Gwen slowly chew their food)

Gwen (gulping the food down): Done!

Heather: Done.

Duncan (gagging): It's a bacon double cheese burger, bacon double cheeseburger! (Noah gulps the food down and opens his mouth while gagging; Alejandro just looks at his food)

Gwen: C'mon, Cody!

Cody: I can't eat Ace! (Duncan swallows his food)

Duncan: Done!

Gwen (teasingly): Never knew you had such a weak stomach, slick.

Chris: It's down to Cody and Alejandro! Who will be out first? (Cody stubbornly sits in place, Alejandro touches the food to his tongue… and immediately begins to barf)

Duncan: At least I'm not THAT bad.

Alejandro (whiney): I cannot help it! My body refuses ANY food that could destroy it's perfect physique! (His cheeks bulge again)

Noah (grinning): Hm, and here I thought you were perfect at anything. For once, I'm glad to be wrong. (Alejandro glares at him)

Chris: Okay, time's up! Cody and Alejandro, since neither of you will even touch your food, you'll both hit the loser bench! (They get up and walk over to the bench)

Confessional (Alejandro)

(Alejandro barfs into a bucket)

Alejandro (catching his breath): I may not win today's challenge, but as long as Noah doesn't win, I'll still have the game in my pocket! (Grins) A small price to pay for the ultimate victory! (Barfs into his bucket again)

End Confessional

(Chef hands out the next set of bowls, which all have… worms in them. But Blaineley's dish has spaghetti in it instead)

Blaineley: Mm, smells delicious, Chef! (Chef gives her a wink)

Chris: Bon appetit!

Heather: What on earth do we have to eat THIS time, Chris? It's still moving its feet!

Noah: Worms don't HAVE feet!

Duncan (disgusted): Whoa, these are WORMS?!

Chris: Yep! We got you guys some live mealworms! Local delicacy! (Several contestants' cheeks bulge, Blaineley just eats her food in no time)

Blaineley: Wow, Chef! Five stars, mm-mmm!

Heather (between bites): Seriously, you're (gags) enjoying this?! (Blaineley just shrugs)

Blaineley: Done! (Opens her mouth. Noah glances at his food nervously; he sees Alejandro watching him smugly, Noah glares and begins chomping down on his food)

Confessional (Noah)

Noah (glaring): I've got both Alejandro AND Heather on my back now, so I need to start winning some challenges to stay safe. But hopefully by tonight, Al will be long gone. All I've gotta do is channel my inner-Owen and eat everything in front of my face!

End Confessional

Noah (gagging): Done! (Opens his mouth)

Heather: Done! (Does the same; Duncan and Gwen keep eating until Gwen finishes first)

Gwen (wearily): Done. (Duncan just groans)

Chris: Duncan, you're out! Loser bench! (Duncan projectile vomits the food onto his face and storms over to the bench; Chris wipes his face off with a napkin) Okay, that aside, onto round three! It's dinner for four! (Chef drops off the next batch of food, which consists of hardly deep-fried starfish on sticks) Starfish skewer, local delicacy! (Blaineley's already finished her food as the others begin to eat, she winks to Chef and opens her mouth; Chris gives Chef a suspicious look, who giggles nervously)

Heather: D-Done! (Opens her mouth; Noah and Gwen keep chewing their food)

Gwen (eating slowly): It's bacon, it's bacon, it's bacon, it's bacon… (Noah gulps down his last chunk of food)

Noah: Done! (Opens his mouth)

Chris: Gwen, you're out! Loser bench! (Gwen spits out the piece of food in her mouth and joins the others on the loser bench. The next bowl is mashed… something. Heather and Noah share a concerned look. Blaineley just grins as Chef hands her a bowl of ice cream)

Chris: Yeah, we don't even know what that's called. It ain't right, whatever it is. (Heather looks at Blaineley's bowl and realizes something) Get ready-

Heather: Hey, wait, stop! Why does Blaineley's food look so much better?

Blaineley (defensive): It's exactly the same! (Chris gets ANOTHER call)

Chris (angry): Listen, man! (Walks off)

Heather: It doesn't LOOK like the same! (Noah inspects Blaineley's dish)

Noah: Yeah, she's right… it almost looks like… mashed ice cream?! (Alejandro walks over)

Alejandro: Chica, amigo, calm down! (Whispers to Heather) Why are you sabotaging one of our allies?! (Heather ignores him and storms over to Chris)

Heather (snappy): Chris, what are you going to do about this crazy cheating?!

Chris (annoyed at the caller): Yeah, okay, budget, blah, blah, blah, what am I supposed to do?!

Heather: Get off the phone and host the flipping show! (Chris hangs up) Someone is giving Blaineley actual food instead of grossosity!

Blaineley: She's LYING! It's absolute bullcrap, it's not true! (Chris glares at Chef)

Chef (hanging his head): I'm so ashamed…

Chris: Listen, we gotta wrap this up, so here's the dealio- one last round, between Heather and Noah. This'll be for immunity.

Blaineley (annoyed): And what about ME?

Chris: I hate to say it, Mildred, but given that we caught you cheating, it's only fair that you get automatically disqualified from the competition. Hit the loser bench. (Blaineley growls, throws the ice cream at Chef, then storms over to the loser bench) Alright, Noah and Heather, you've gotta eat your… whatevers, and the first one done gets immunity for the day! Savvy?

Heather (sitting back down): Yes, VERY savvy. (Noah picks at his food and cringes)

Noah: I think my inner-Owen is starting to become my outer-Owen.

Chris: Ready, set, go! (Heather and Noah begin chowing down on their food, the other contestants watch anxiously, after a couple minutes of eating and gagging…)

Heather: DONE! (Opens her mouth to prove that she's done)

Chris: And we have our winner! (Noah's cheeks bulge and he runs off, he pukes off-screen, which causes both Alejandro and Blaineley to vomit as well. Cut back to the Jumbo Jet, Gwen, Noah and Duncan meet in Loser Class)

Gwen: If Alejandro really has Cody's vote for tonight, we're done for.

Duncan: B-But there could be a chance that someone else has his vote as well, right? So maybe they want him to vote for someone else other than Noah?

Noah: Not really. Blaineley's still plenty mad at me for last challenge, and Heather- (clamps a hand over his mouth)

Gwen: What about Heather? (Noah sighs)

Noah: I MAY have made enemies with her after I turned down her offer for alliance.

Duncan (shocked): What?! She offered you an alliance?!

Gwen (likewise): And you turned her down?!

Noah: Of course I did! Would either of YOU trust Heather in an alliance? (Duncan and Gwen mutter in agreement) But still, no matter who got Cody's vote-

Duncan: It's looking pretty grim for our alliance. (The three sit in silence. Cut to the elimination ceremony, Chris looks through the votes)

Chris (reading): Mm-hmm. Yeah. Uh-huh. Ooh. Yeesh. Okay. Interesting. Ouch.

Heather (impatient): Can you just tell us who's safe?!

Blaineley: Or who got the majority votes?

Noah: Or anything, really?

Chris: Hmm? Oh yeah, the votes. Eh, they don't matter this time around. We already eliminated someone! (Throws the passports out the plane, the contestants all gasp)

Gwen: We eliminated someone? Who?

Chris: YOU didn't, I did! I do recall saying Blaineley was disqualified from the competition when I found out she was cheating.

Blaineley and Alejandro: WHAT?!

Heather (annoyed): You didn't find that out, I did.

Blaineley: B-B-But didn't you mean I was disqualified from the CHALLENGE?

Chris: No, I said competition. That's why there's no vote tonight. Well, no official vote anyways. (Chris gets another call, he throws it out the plane as well) Okay, the producers are breathing down my neck a LOT right now, so can you just get going? You're not alleviating any annoyances I have right now. (Chef escorts Blaineley to the exit)

Blaineley: Not so fast, I have some things to say first! Noah, everyone and their mother knows about your alliance with Gwen and Duncan, there's no need to be so secretive about it anymore! Alejandro and Heather, everyone also knows about YOUR alliance, so the same goes for you! Also, you two should just get over each other and make out already! (Everyone's jaw drops)

Heather (glaring daggers at Chris): Can you get her out of here?!

Chris: I dunno, this part's kind of fun.

Blaineley: Oh you wanna hear something REALLY fun? They wanted ME to host this show, you only got the job 'cause I said no and- (Chris rushes over and shoves her out the plane, screaming, he silently closes the door as everyone sits in shock at everything that's just happened)

Cody (after a few seconds of silence): Is it really quiet in here all of the sudden, or is it just me? (Nervously chuckles; the other five contestants all look at each other)

Noah (to Alejandro): So… you also had a secret alliance?

Alejandro: Yep. For the record, I knew about your alliance for a while now.

Noah (scratching his head): Huh. That's awkward.

Alejandro: Uh-huh. (Everyone continues to sit there silently)

Duncan: Alright, Imma head out. (He walks out, everyone else gets up and follows him. Cut to the front of the plane, Chris slams his fist on the console)

Chris: Y'know, this is very serious, Chef.

Chef: All I can say is that the girl was awfully persuasive.

Chris: I was the first choice for this gig, right?

Chef: Uh, of course you were!

Chris (relieved): Yeah, right! (Laughs) There's no show without me! Watch this, (turns to the camera) six contestants! One million dollars! And a whole bunch of the world left to mess up! Join us next time on Total! Drama! World Tour!

Chef: Huh, it IS way better when you do it.

(End Credits)

That's the end of that! We've gone from the Lucky Seven to the Sinister Six! Noah sure is lucky, eh? But that luck's about to run out! Who will take the fall next? Find out next time on TDWT Rewrite!

Also, shoutout to my boy PurpleBandit, who's made several amazing stories of his own and inspired me to make my own stories. Go read his stuff, especially Total Drama Redemption!

Votes-

Alejandro- Noah

Blaineley- Noah

Cody- Noah

Duncan- Alejandro

Gwen- Alejandro

Heather- Noah

Noah- Alejandro

Eliminated- Blaineley (Disqualified)